Thursday, 19 March 2015

Gold poem

Tuesday 10 march 2015
gold is the sound of a speed car zooming past
gold is the taste of a crispy pie
gold is the feel of a giraffe head butting me 
gold is the colour of a jelly fish sting people
gold is the colur of a crayon getting melted by mackenzie and summer

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