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Friday, September 15, 2017

Poems

Hello blogging world, Saskia here. This week we made some poems. We were not allowed to repeat the same word twice unless it was something simple like "I" or "and". It was especially hard because I couldn't think at first and we had write at least six lines. This is mine.


I sat out there in the wet, 
and wished I'd never got on that jet.

Indeed that jet looked cold and cruel,
I felt like throwing up last night's gruel

I swam far away in the tide,
until a shark nearly bit off my hide.

Now I'm happy I'm alive
but I'll never go back to that place where the shark resides.
by Saskia

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