Monday, 16 March 2015

Pam

Pam

Power cuts,
wrecked roofs.

Badly injured,
death beds.

Mighty wind,
crying skies.

The cyclone has come,
when will it die?

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3 comments:

  1. Anonymous18 March 2015 at 10:52

    hi,that was a awesome poem I liked it because all of the words describing the cyclone by Arthur

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  2. Anonymous23 March 2015 at 11:53

    Hi that was a awesome story about the cyclone. And all the words were good describing words
    By Red.

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  3. Anonymous3 September 2015 at 12:27

    great picture

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