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Tuesday, 30 July 2013

Jason's rain poem

Rain
drip drop drip drop,
A chilly wind blows,
blows on your skin,
and the rain gets blown
The wind forcing the rain to hit,
hit anything in its way,
just like a missile,
splashing on power lines,
and splashing on  windows, making a scrunch scrunch scrunch!
all on a sunshiny day

From Jason Cao  

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