Elements of Poetry – 5th Grade

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Last updated: December 8, 2019

Jack and JillWent up the hillTo fetch a pail of water.Jack fell downAnd broke his crownAnd Jill came tumbling after.
Rhyme
Yankee Doodle came to town,A-ridin’ on a pony;He stuck a feather in his hatAnd called it macaroni
Rhyme
Yankee Doodle came to town,A-ridin' on a pony;He stuck a feather in his hatAnd called it macaroni

Mary had a little lamb its fleece was white as snow;And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go.
Rhyme
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
Rhyme
To market, to market, to buy a fat pig,Home again, home again, jiggety jig.To market, to market, to buy a fat hog,Home again, home again, jiggety jog.
Repetition
A horse is a horse, of course, of course,And no one can talk to a horse of courseThat is, of course, unless the horse is the famous Mister Ed.
Repetition
The more that you read, The more things you will know. The more that you learn, The more places you’ll go.
Repetition
Tell me I’m clever,Tell me I’m kind,Tell me I’m talented,Tell me I’m cute,Tell me I’m sensitive,Graceful and WiseTell me I’m perfect–But tell me the TRUTH.
Repetition
T’was the NIGHT before CHRIST-mas and ALL through the house.Not a CREA-ture was STIR-ring not E-ven a MOUSE.
Rhythm
DOU-ble, DOU-ble, TOIL and TROU-ble.FI-re BURN and CAUL-dron BU-bble.
Rhythm
Whose WOODS these ARE I THINK I KNOW.His HOUSE is IN the VILL-age THOUGH;He WILL not SEE me STOP-ping HERETo WATCH his WOODS fill UP with SNOW.

Rhythm
Whose WOODS these ARE I THINK I KNOW.</p>
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my MOTH-er ATE an AP-ple AND my FATH-er ATE a PEAR.
Rhythm
The slide on the playground was a hot stove
Metaphor
The slide on the playground was a hot stove

Kisses are the flowers of affection.

Metaphor
Kisses are the flowers of affection.

She is a real bunny, that Sally KincaideAlways on the hunt for carrots
Metaphor
She is a real bunny, that Sally KincaideAlways on the hunt for carrots

My sister once again is on the prowlA lioness hunting her prey
Metaphor
I wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o’er vales and hills…
Simile
Your teeth are like stars;They come out at night.They come back at dawnWhen they’re ready to bite.

Simile
Your teeth are like stars;They come out at night.They come back at dawnWhen they're ready to bite.</p>
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Poor as a church mouse. strong as an ox, cute as a button, smart as a fox.
Simile
Black as midnight, Bad as the devil With eyes like pieces of dark chocolate, He thinks he’s king of the world, My dog Berkley.
Simile
Three grey geese in a green field grazing.

Grey were the geese and green was the grazing.

Alliteration
Three grey geese in a green field grazing. Grey were the geese and green was the grazing.

Betty Botter bought some butter,but, she said, the butter’s bitter;if I put it in my batterit will make my batter bitter,
Alliteration
Betty Botter bought some butter,but, she said, the butter's bitter;if I put it in my batterit will make my batter bitter,

Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout Would not take the garbage out!
Alliteration
Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout Would not take the garbage out!

I need not your needles,They’re needless to me,For kneading of needles,Were needless, you see.
Alliteration
I need not your needles,They're needless to me,For kneading of needles,Were needless, you see.

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