Artcyclescotland

Downfield Primary School, Dundee

Adam / Jo-Marie / Jordan / Millie / Ross / Scott

downfield collected work

I choose to draw a under water / cow boy riding a seahores / untill his hat blows off / I choose to draw this because / my root (seahores) looked like / a seahores so I wanted to do / something to do with that

This face has a candle for an eye / Another eye wich has been made from a brake pad / It has a root of tree for a smile / And thats my face for you.

Candle, Brake part, Twig / In the shape of a face / I laugh as I ride by / Then crash into a fence.

This face has two eyes / and a strawberry root nose / The cherry mouth wont be round for long / because hare comes the crows

rossadam

versomillie

jordanscott

Peace / The peace flower / calms your mind / The smell helps you / to unwind. / The shimmering petals / stand out from the rest / The purple ones are / the ones I love best

I saw the flower growing / tall and I picked / this flower now it’s / all gone dry.

I think my / flower is nice / because t white / gose with the / green

Pretty Purple Petals / Floating in the breeze / Long and wavy stem / Picked as we speak

This flower is purple / it is also green. / This flower is fit enough / for the queen.

A long-tailed moth flew on my / page, he regrets now I’m sure. / For I put on the weights / and he was squashed / and for that there is no cure

millieross

adamjordan

scottscott 2

I hit the tree root! the size of an inner tube / I went flying off the seat / I hit my head / I woke up in a hospital bed.

Deep in the forest, late at night / Out come the tiny forest folks called spokes, / They dance and prance and have great fun, / And tell each other some brilliant jokes.

The saddle walks through the mountain / astray from the rest / he hopes he doesn’t fall off / because that wouldn’t be best.

Oh my wheel / My big giant wheel / My hub has broken / Now I’m soakin’

As I cycled along the muddy track / I fell off and landed on my back / It turned out to be the broken chain / That caused me all the pain

I went into the woods and saw some pedals / They were running races to win some medals / The wee brown fluffy one came in first / And he stole my coke to quench his thirst

AdamJordan

ScottMillie

RossJo

Honey Honey, Runny, Sticky, Yummy / I like it best / When its in my tummy

The gingerbread man / Runs as fast as he can / To try and avoid the gingerbread van

Pasta pockets, full of meat / Yum, Yum, Tasty Great to eat / And much better for you than a sweet

Peanut butter is brown / The taste makes me frown / As it goes down!

I watched it crack. / I saw its back. / Then it went quack quack quack …

Rice Rice Rice is nice / Rice Rice is good for mice / Rice Rice needs some spice

ScottMillie

JordanPhil

AdamRoss

Written by artcyclescotland

June 3, 2009 at 12:08 pm