Thursday, August 16, 2012

My poem

Monster on the run

last night I got a fright
out came a big orange
hairy , scary , florey monster
he mucked up my bed
he ate my Mother
he licked my Brother
with a spit and a slat  
out they came
my mum came running
she woke me up
It's okay darling Daisy
monster aren't real

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