Thursday, June 28, 2012

Stephen's Second Poem

Diggy Diggy Hole 

Wake up, 
In the morning,
Feeling,
Like,
A,
Dwarf.

Yes,
I said dwarf,
And yes,
I, 
Dig,
Holes,
It is,
My nature.

To stop me,
From digging holes,
Is like,
Telling a fish,
Not to swim.

Digging is also a,
Weakness
I normaly dig to,
Deep.

By Stephen

2 comments:

  1. Steven we liked reading your poem, because it had some good words. From Oliver and his Dad.

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    1. Thanks guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
      That means a lot!!!!!!!!:D

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