Tuesday 21 March 2017

Iain Sharp Style Poem-Caitlin

Today we did the the iain sharp poem the first one I wrote was about room 18 and the last one I wrote was about me






Room 18 is a Monster truck we are aggressive
Room 18 is a Light house we will find you
Room 18 is a pool we will always keep going
Room 18 is lasagna we all have different layers of working
Room 18 is Togs we can stretch really long







Caitlin is a flat brown box that everyone wants to know what's in it


Caitlin is a colourful kite with heaps of emotions that drifts in the sky

Caitlin is a brown paper bag with nothing in it

When Caitlin grins in the mirror it fake smiles back at me

Caitlin is a small blue mini fast but efficient

Caitlin is a chunk of dirt that goes everywhere

Look there bit of color and darkness blow side to side yes that Caitlin's emotion

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