My poem about a knife.

 

The sharp sharp knife 

The sharp sharp knife cuts stuff clean nothing like a butter knife it will cut your hand off clean if you don’t use it properly you better clean your knife or it will rust and it won’t cut properly because its all rusty .The sharp sharp knife cuts stuff clean nothing like a butter knife it will cut your hand off clean if you don’t use it properly you better clean your knife or it will rust and it won’t cut properly because its all rusty. The sharp sharp knife.

the key

Once apound a time there was a key. The key could open anything it was in the core of the earth and it can open stuff in thin air and cut anything. Then 2 brothers were born they both hated each other and they grew and grew and grew they are now adults then there dad and mum got kidnaped the 2 got called and they panic the both raced over there when 1 of them got there he was gone next the other brother came and could see his parents he tried to help them but he got pushed next he found out about this key  then he started to dig…