Holiday Poem Camp: another ice-cream poem to lick!

Monica’s poem might be a tasty treat but it is full of tasty sounds.

Dripping

 

creamy white

frozen hill

swirly moon

shiny glue

 

sun beams

cream drips

into puddles

by my shoe

 

Monica

Age 11, Year 6, Russley School, Christchurch

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