3) Park

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3) Park :

Green grass, beautiful land

Sweet and soft in your hand

Sun is bright,

Flowers are white

Trees and plants where you stand

                                              

 Sit on the grass, ants will bite,

 In the sky is a colourful kite

 Bees are zinging

 I am singing

 I am thinking of a poem to write

  Clean and fresh is the air

 Something is tickling In my hair

  There is a crow 

   Or what, I dont know 

 I have got sandwitches to share.

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Hey guys!!

This is a poem I wrote In sixth Grade, but I still hope you like it.

 :D

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