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Friday, April 24, 2020

Butterflies acrostic poem

Being a great creature
Understands her food
Timing every escape
Timing everything
Eating nectar
Riding with her wings
Flying across the forest
Lying on a leave
It will stay and eat
Eat all the nectar
So she can go to sleep


here is a long one. Yay!

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