Soaked with sweat
Blazing sun
Felt like I'd been
Shot with a gun.
Leaning down
Many a time
My hands covered
With red gooey slime.
Needing a break
It was so hot
I could barely think.
Finally, finally,
Our dad says we can stop.
Right when he said that
I was so happy I almost
Collapsed and dropped.
When we get back
We nearly have an
Unlimited supply
Of Strawberries.
Friday, July 18, 2008
This is somthing my TEN YEAR OLD BROTHER WROTE!!
Yes my mom is teaching us well.
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3 comments:
woah...that's good.
WOW!!! way to go NOAH :-)
Noah keep on writing! And kudos to the teacher ;-)
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