Saturday, 27 February 2010

K4 Poem


Tired

Leaky, draughty

Squeaky, ghostly noises

Old scruffy stairs – spider houses!

The building –

Vanished into thin air

Floated onto a cloud

A giant snatched it

He made it his home.

1 comment:

  1. I love your poem. I hope the giant has a blog so we can see what he does with the pieces of the building he took!

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