Thursday, 19 November 2015
Thursday, 5 November 2015
My Simile Poem
My Puppy
Warm as a towel, straight from the dryer.
Eyes as shiny as diamonds, which have a new buyer.
Playful as a child, he licks your face,
jumps up and down, pulls at your lace.
Surely a dog is better than the whole human race!
-By Andreia
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