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Tuesday, 30 May 2017

Dark Guest

Name: Sive                                       Date: Tuesday 30 May 2017

Don't Read the word that is highlighted in yellow. You can read the yellow words after you read my poem. 

The rain came in little drops
banging on their tent
The noise rumbled everywhere
They were scared inside their shelter

The next morning the sun was shining and the night had disappeared.

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