Golden Poems
Friday, 30 October 2015
New doll
I requested my mother
to bring me a pretty doll
from the new mall
they furiously said no
and said to practice for my show
i need to be a princess
surely not a prince
i giggled with joy
and played with my toy
Colouful world
The bushes are green
to roam around free
sky is blue
where birds flew
the trees with fruits on it
to make people stay fit
the flower are beautiful
looking so colourful
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