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Poems acrostic 16503 (Semyon) Gems are Ending
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| POEMS POEMS Acrostic 16503 (Semyon) Gems are Ending Oil is Limited. Only Geologists are Interested to See The truth. Acrostic 16501 (Konstantin) Geophysicist Of the Planet, predicts natural Hazards. His work gave You Sources of energy Included in the Center of Solid core. Acrostic 16504 (Elena) Get Everything Of Life Or Give Incredible Sources To others. Acrostic 16503 (Anton D.) Geology is Everything Of my Life and I Obviously think that I’m the Greatest In the world So it’s True Acrostic 16502 (Sasha K.) Going to nature, Explore the world. Of course you need Logic. Or you can enjoy Green grass and Interesting life, Traveling. Acrostic 16502 (Alyona Z.) Gems are Erased. Oceans are Losing their marine inhabitants Only one thing has the Greatest lifetime: It is my Strange love to Tanzanite. Acrostic 16502 (Sasha M.) Go to learn the Earth! Obduction zones and Lithosphere plates Ore Geodynamic processes Investigate all this Smoking and vodka will help you in this difficult Trip. Limerick 16504 (Pavel) Hammer, drummer, rock I wake up and put on my sock I give him a ticket to geology test Hammer, drummer, rock. Limerick 16501 (Anton) My body is very tired And tired is my mind I go home To my grandmom And food on the table I’ll find. Limerick / Cinquain 16503 (Daniil) Bed Good and Bad Sleeping, Eating, Sleeping This poem has great meaning Undead Haiku 16503 (Maria) Little grey dove Walks through this beautiful street How painful life is. Haiku 16504 (Vladislav, Alexandr, Vova) The wind on the top is harsh Hide in a tent, dude Haiku 16502 (Vera) Water destroys stone It’s nice in its destruction Majestic erosion. Cinquain 16503 (Sergey) Gold Brilliant, yellow Get, wear, decorate We are looking for Wealth Cinquain 16504 (Polina) Exam Exciting, dangerous Cheat, despair, destroy Turns you inside out Challenge Cinquain 16501 (Ruslan) Earth Big, dear Thanks to her, we live Our Mother. Cinquain 16504 (Daniil) Oil Viscous, black Fuel, richness, hydrocarbon Creator of World War III Power Cinquain 16503 (Ardan) Volcanoes Dangerous, furious Growing, erupting, exploding Home of Earth and Fire Nature Cinquain 16503 (Semyon) Sun Hot, round Shining, moving, heating Brightest thing in our world Life Poems 16502 (Elona) Do you like different gems Or you play computer games? Promise that you will not worry The geologist’s like a king Who enjoys having a drink He can have all gems and rocks And a bag with stinky socks A hammer’s something like a hand And we can conquer the land Now you like different gems! Stop playing silly computer games. Poems 16503 (Natasha) I love our Earth All benefit in itself is worth We must all geologists trust. Poems 16502 (Andrey) Geologists are smart And heroes are brave I’m not like them, I’m on my wave. Poems 16502 (Alina) In the street there will be rain I leave everything and go away I want to stop this pain Geochemistry is killing me again. I feel the stress I’m going to gain. Poems 16502 (Alyona S.) Even if the Earth’s crust Changing every life to dust There is no miserable reason For hating this place, trust, So many issues haven’t even been discussed. Poems 16502 (Vlad) If the school chemistry does not captivate And often hurts your head Geochemistry will be your mate, Geochemistry will be your bread. Poems 16504 (Matvei) First layer is the crust All turns into dust In oil and gas they trust. Poems 16501 (Natasha) All my thoughts are like sand They are leaking through my hand So much pain creating new I’d rather have a barbeque. Poems 16504 (Misha) I am a “pombur” I broke Earth’s crust It is very hard There is rocky dust I eat a lot of meat I live in a tent I don’t have time to sit A drill is my friend. Poems 16502 (Lera) The sun is rising now. It is the break of day. It is a fantastic place. It is the romance of the working days. Everything contains information: Every stone, every flower. He will raise the rock, he will explore the piece. He will imagine the appearance of substances. He sees the story course uninterrupted. He feels the movement of the plates. Today there is a sea full of fish. Tomorrow there will be high mountains. The sun is setting. It is a sunset. Business trip ends. Routine begins. Geologists do not cease to dreaming. It is the romance of the working days. Poems 16504 (Dmitry) 4.5 billion years ago there was a birth - Little planet named the Earth! From a big bunch of dust To living creatures on its crust. Best poems By students of GGD
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