Monday, 7 January 2008

The Highway man

The moon is out the sky is dark the clouds are grey,
The Highway men was riding one at a time on there dark scary hores.
They rided through the dark scary forest,he saw a rich man riding in a carage.

He had a black triangle french hat,
He had black boots up to his thise.
His coat was dark golden red with glittering.

By Ameerah,Lois


Mr Lea said...

This is a great start to your poem,as you continue take time to read again what you have created, making sure your ideas are clearly expressed to the reader.

Class P said...

thank u mr lea i reallyliked your comment

from lois

Us Lot said...

I like this poem because it tells me all about the Highwayman