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I like to go to school,                                                                        Your mum can not swim.

my schoolbag is never full                                                                Me and her are the dream team.

and my English teacher is very cool.                                                We swim in her dream.

Luka H., David S, Tadej B. 1. B                                                            Zinedin, Gašper, Urban 3. b

His eyes were bloody red,                                                               PC glowing bright,

the break up in his head,                                                                 through this long, sad night.

lonely on his bed.                                                                            Oh, how she was right.

Klemen Blatnik Maurovič, 4. A                                                        Klemen Blatnik Maurović, 4. a

The red trees of Japan                                                                    When the war starts

grew on the blood of fallen Samurai.                                              it is the rich people who wage war

Each tree represents one soul.                                                        and the poor who fight it.

Jaka Arnež 1. b                                                                                Jaka Arnež, 1. b

The sky is bright.                                                                              In the ocean blue

The world is full of darkness,                                                            the fish swim, but the sky . . .

but you are my star.                                                                         Is where the birds rule.

Matic Slapar, 3. a                                                                              Matic Slapar, 3. a

Sleeping until noon.                                                                            I see the busy streets

Dance happily in the wind.                                                                  littered with scraps of human souls.

No homework this week.                                                                     Floating indolent.

Jure, Patrik, Vid, Rok 3. B                                                                     Marko Markuljević, 3. b