Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Couplet Poetry

I can't wait for camp
Because its a bit damp.

Its a very good treat
when we get some thing to eat.

But when we go for a tramp
I get a sore cramp.

Summer is really hot
but I get bold like a pot.

When I go to the beach
I want to a treat.

When I'm setting on the mat
 I see a cat.

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