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Friday, 19 October 2012

Personification Poem



Bombs sounding like pop rock candy as it touches the ground.   
A few seconds to spare.  
Tick, tick tick, exploding all its madness out.   


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  1. Hannah's Blog19 October 2012 at 10:47

    I love how you have thought long and hard about this poem. It is very nice ☺

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