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Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Five Senses Poem About War

It smells like smoke from the gunfire.

It tastes like dirt from the trenches.

It sounds like explosions are all around us.

It feels like its never going to end.

It looks like we all could do with a shower as mud is all over us.

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1 comment:

  1. I like the way that you use strong verbs

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