The School (sense poem)


The School
by Bailey

The school looks like a red tall building
With kids learning and enjoying spelling and writing
I smell the food in the lunch room
I hear the pencils writing
I feel the soft wipe board
I taste the clear fresh air
I like this school it's rather nice
I would like if it would always stay here



Posted: Sun - January 23, 2005 at 02:11 PM
         

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