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Thursday 3 September 2020

poem

 

My poem is about Mum. 


 Her face is like a ball. 



 Her smile is as happy as a hedgehog.


Her hands are like a leaf.


Her arms are like sticks.



Her legs are like fire.


Her fingers are like confetit.



Her heart is like a star.



Her stare is as scary as a T.REX.


Her voice is like a rainbow.



Her laugh is like as loud as a jet.

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