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it is Quatrains poem that i wrote in year7.


Submitted:Mar 18, 2013    Reads: 24    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   


I have a toy train,

My brother dropped it down the drain,

I bought a lolly,

My brother wanted to push the trolley.

I like to hop,

Until I drop,

At the sound of the gun,

I run and run.

Go to sleep Eddy,

And take your teddy,

Get to bed,

And rest your head.

Organisation is a skill,

It's not good to be ill,

A doctor you must see,

Before you go overseas.

I have a toy train,

My brother dropped it down the drain,

I bought a lolly,

My brother wanted to push the trolley.

I like to hop,

Until I drop,

At the sound of the gun,

I run and run.

Go to sleep Eddy,

And take your teddy,

Get to bed,

And rest your head.

Organisation is a skill,

It's not good to be ill,

A doctor you must see,

Before you go overseas.

I have a toy train,

My brother dropped it down the drain,

I bought a lolly,

My brother wanted to push the trolley.

I like to hop,

Until I drop,

At the sound of the gun,

I run and run.

Go to sleep Eddy,

And take your teddy,

Get to bed,

And rest your head.

Organisation is a skill,

It's not good to be ill,

A doctor you must see,

Before you go overseas.





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