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Friday, 4 September 2020

Poem

 His face is like a bucket.

His smile bis as nice as food.

His hands are like a white board markers.

His arms are like a pencil.

His legs are like a pole.

His fingers are like a glue stick.

His heart is as big as love.

His stare is as scary as a rhino.

His voice is like a monster.

His laugh is as funny as a joke.

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