Thursday, February 17, 2011

Poetry

peace park peace park in the school
you are made by the workers
you got light from the sunlight
many people walk pass by

peace park peace park in the school
i see a giant bell in it
i hear the worker talking
i feel the warm breezy wind

peace park peace park in the school
i see the sky like a cotton
i hear the machine digging
i taste flower like honey

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