Poems

Here is a poem about our English class pet hamster, Penelope.

Small and round Black not brown white and sound fluffy like down Penelope.

Pink hands like skin Twitching nose always sniffing Part of our kin Never thought of as diffing Penelope.

Always sleeping Scrambling around Never creeping Seems to astound Penelope.

Chubby cheeks She rarely greets Shelter she seeks Pellets she eats Penelope.

Teeth that always grow Eyes black like buttons Will they stop? We'll never know. She might eat some muffins. Penelope.