Winter is a mouse
that lives in a house
that is in New Haven
when once a raven
came to her house
where the poor young mouse
heard the news
that there had been some abuse
so she gathered up her things
and went on the magic swings.
She twirled and turned
when she saw below something that burned
finally she landed
and saw she had abandoned
her dear friend raven
in New Haven
then she saw it coming
and set of humming
together they got a chocolate bar
and jumped on a bright red car
thats how winter got to china
on a bright red MorrisMinor
This is my most favorite poem!
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ReplyDeletewow, amazing! simple amazing poem!
ReplyDeleteyou defenitaly have to write another poem, just like this one!!!
Im glad you liked it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletethis was the first poem I ever made . My teacher asked us to write a story about why it wasn't cold . I started and it just ended up to be a poem.
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