101 Dalmatians
You are a Dalmatian
sharing spaghetti
in front of a kings cross train station
as the screeching train slides down his rails
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I love how nostalgic this poem makes me feel. It takes me back to when I was a child and watched Lady and the Tramp! Well done for naming the train station!
I really liked how you said the rails were ‘his’. Can you explain why you made the choice to do that rather than using ‘its’?
Check your capital letters for proper nouns!
Hey, I like how nice you’ve described your work.
I really enjoyed reading this well done could you add a full stop at the end?.
Great work!