Wednesday, 27 June 2018

Purerehua Poem

Purerehua Poem
The whooping noise is music to my ears
Smooth sanded driftwood spinning and spinning vertically
and horizontally
Wisssssssshhhhhhhhh the sound just above my head
like a frog in a motorbikes engine
Ow! the sting sliced my finger easily like a tomato


I scream, like a trumpet whining and whimpering

By Cameron
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1 comment:

  1. Josh2 August 2018 at 09:37

    Hi Cameron,

    I am Josh from Panmure Bridge School. I enjoyed reading your poem. My favorite part was, The whooping noise is music to my ears Smooth sanded driftwood spinning and spinning vertically and Horizontally. Great work Cameron. Maybe next time you should make sure that your words fit.

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