Dragons
Dragons all over are attacking the city.
They steal gold that is so pretty.
They breathe fire
And wreck cars and scratch tires.
They're STOMPING and CRUSHING and ROARING and EATING!
They ROAR and they STOMP!
And they STOMP and they ROAR!
They breathe fire...
And they have finished burning the city.
By John F. (1-13-17)
That was an exciting and scary poem! :)
ReplyDeleteI like what you said! ~John
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