They burn lots of foods;
sells leftover at high rates...

On the walls, on the
ceilings, on the trees, she can...

Every new year we
plant a golden tree of hope...

I eat ships and planes
I'm beyond humans' knowledge...

Form - Narrative
Title - The Hunt...

Aliens had abducted me;
Beam of lights from their spacecraft took me up...

Form - Free verse
Reading Type - Sadness...

First -
Newspaper : Girl lost...

Sans you,
I sense as if I'm sinking profound...

Like a robin, beyond the horizon you flew,
Leaving me lonesome in a state of blue...

Cracks teacher's query.
Blue eyed girl smiles at me; bliss...

My restaurant is upon a knoll,
which was used to be an ancient castle...