Dec 15, 2005 09:20
Ok, so Zach's second grade class wrote poems, and honestly, I think his is the best one! Here it is
A chicken is a lickin'
But it might be sick.
But when the hunters come,
It's a running chick.
It might be fat or skinny,
But now it's time to play.
Say goodbye to chicken lickin';
See you on another day.
~Zach age 8
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actually, it sounds like Zach's been hanging around Luke Raz too much... ;-)
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