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Iron


(Fe) fi foe fom
Latin for iron is Ferrum
Makes 5 percent of Earths crust
Iron hardly ever rusts

Atomic number of twenty-Six
Iron is even stronger than bricks
35 percent of Earths mass as a whole
55.845 grams per mole

Used to make weapons of destruction
As well as a steel production
Iron has a solid phase
And essential in many different ways
By Artur Voskanyan

Great is the strength of the titan iron,
Not rebellious, like that writer Byron.
Crafted by the ancients and used by all,
Not even exempt from a fashion mall,
Iron constructs skyscrapers in New York
To the sharpest knives that carve up our pork.
Deep in our Earth’s core, it churns round and round.
In a liquid form its shape is not bound.
By Fe it is known to young chemists.
When found by birds, it is made into nests.
First made for the purpose of long past wars,
More use than that, now we make iron bars.
Into steel these iron bars can be made,
Without the worry of oxygen’s raid,
Which would make the iron weak, being rust..
It is not good to let iron catch dust.
By Nicholas Cho

P.1

The element of iron


Kown as the atomic symbol
of FE,
This puremetal is reactive
chemically and corrdes rapidly.

It's atomic number is
that of 26,
most common irons
are made of 4 isotopes
all in a mix.




Is a relatively abundant element in the universe.
Radioactive isotopes are a total of 24.
Omega, alpha, beta, &gama are 4 allotropic forms.
Native founded in a class of meteorites called siderites.
By Abigail Blackhat

Iron is an ore, its been around for more then 5000 years ,
Its symbol is Fe its atomic mass is 26 ,
It can be used to build many things from Paperclips to Buildings ,
It can even be found in our blood ,
Iron composes about 5% of the Earth’s crust ,
When pure it is a dark, silvery-gray metal ,
It is a very reactive element and rusts very easily in moist air ,
Small amounts of carbon are added to iron to produce steel ,
when chromium is added to it ,
the result is non-corroding stainless steel ,
Iron is one of the three naturally magnetic elements ,
and is the most magnetic of the three ,
Iron is cheap value but rich in worth ,
Iron is the cheapest and one of the most abundant of all metals.

By Lance Cafarella

I am the twenty sixth element
Belonging to the transition metals.
I’ve been around for over five thousand years
What am I? Iron is what I am.

I rust easily in moist air
But bend easily when red hot
I keep people from getting Anemia
By flowing through their blood

People can use me for many things
Like buildings, cars, or paperclips.
I am liked because I’m cheap
What am I? Iron is what I am.
By Gloria Bonilla


Iron
Iron symbol is Fe ,
It can be found in trees and in even me ,
Its atomic mass is 26 not 23,
Its grey in color and hardness that can be seen,
No discoverer , No discovery date how could this be ,
Cheap in value but a lot in worth,
Found by miners that work hard since birth ,
Used for buildings and many things ,
Rods ,sheets and wire are some of these ,
A transitional metal hard as stone,
It’s a cubic crystal ,not a cone ,
Iron is one of these that will be seen don’t you agree.


By Judith Bueno

Iron

You’re so abundant
You live inside me
You help me to be
Iron
Without you in my life
I would be so dull
My life would consists of nothing
My fun would come to an end
Iron
You’re in everything
In the sun and the stars
You fill me with so much glee
Iron
By Mike Carringer

Ironing Bored

O’ Iron you are so irony,
When you’re new you’re shineary,
But when you’re old,
So I am told
You look so red and fiery.
By BED

Healm

A thousand hours,
Man slaving, burning.
The pit is hot, the fire hotter.
Each day he returns,
Again, again, again.

The wind of wood blows,
Greater becomes the fire.
Into the flames in enters.
The unborn blade,
Naked in this world.

Red with the earths hear,
It comes out aflame.
The embers of ancient war.
Ready again to go,
To defend another land.

Once onto itself folded,
Again to double the strength.
Into the flames once more.
The fires enter in,
A blade of iron comes out.
By Maker of Worlds

Iron is an awesome metal,
So hard and strong and fit for battle.
Throw in some carbon to make it steel,
Then wrap in rubber to make a wheel.
Now you've used some basic science,
So cast those who won't make alliance.
By J P Karr

Gleipnir’s Rope

Under moonlit locust trees
whose leaf scales shimmer in the wind,
past leaning ivory sycamore fangs
that clamp down on the thick night air.
Into the tree-formed maw I plunge,
pacing soft muddy ground—a dragon’s tongue
that seems to curl and lick my boots,
receiving me by sucking in.

Deeper I go,
pulled along by the steady force
of muscles in an enormous throat.
I move slow but steady over tangled growth,
and leap across the quicksilver stream-
from high bank to low,
an irreversible gullet path.

In the deepest bowels of the forest
where not even the moon may wander,
the trees lean in to warm themselves
by a fire in a circle of stones.
The Dwarf is seated there on a log,
roasting bits of phantom on an iron fork.
“I heard the hair growing on your neck,”
he says, “come sit and smoke with me.”
We unpack and pack our pipes
then light with dragon fire.
The flickers light across his gnarled face.
Gleipnir just smokes and talks,
though I know he knows each beat of my heart.

We talk of wars and treasure,
kingdoms and works of the hands.
In the tiny cloud of his pipe
I learn what the first men knew,
sound of cat’s feet and mountain roots,
the saliva of birds and the breath of fish.
All the while his rope has crept
slow and steady around my wrists
then ‘round my ankles and ‘round the log,
so that when I think to rise,
I find there is nowhere to go.

By Rob Giese

Roman Glory

It was called Ferris in rosier days.
Days of blood, conquest, aqueducts, and gladiators.
Ferris was once the foundation of skyscrapers
and wheels of the same name.
Replaced by alloys and plastics, Ferris
has abandoned its past and looks towards
the future.
A bright future of teaching school children about
electricity and magnetism.
Ferris’s knowledge will be a foundation that
will never crumble or be torn down.
By Joseph Wooden

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