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Bio poem
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 Narrative Poem






Narrative Poem

Waves rolling in and out

They look like they’re trying to shout

Slower they come calm and free

Just like they’re watching me


”BANG” she’s getting mad

Now she’s seen why she’s sad

People litter and make her dirty

But they don’t look and make her feel worthy


In low tide she creeps on the shore with her twinkle toes

Watching two boys throw a ball to their mum

Making it look so fun

Now she wishes she had feet too