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Thursday, April 11, 2013

Sensory poem

I see the food on the table.
I hear babies cry for hunger.
I feel Elephant stomping in my tummy.
I smell the aroma of baking and eggs cooking.
I taste my tongue to my lips to get ready to eat.

 by Margaret Kaleopa  12/04/2013
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  1. ROOM 8 Sir Edmund Hillary middle SchoolOctober 15, 2013 at 1:28 PM

    i like the way you say your poem and how you tell your story
    jacinta baice -margaret kaleopa

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