Tuesday 4 September 2012

My camp senses poem


  Thornton Beach Camp

Fishes, seagulls flying onto the shiny shore
Yummy, delicious fish being smoked
Everyone having a great time, fun and saying shree’ (Hahaha)
Shiny, hot sand peeking through my toes
Yummy, delicious food dancing on my tongue
I want to live on this marvellous, exiting

Cullen Dittmer (P4)

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