Wonderous Poem by James A
I would take:
The fiery feather of a phoenix;
a bag with a never ending quantity;
and the Ferrari racing around Silverstone.
I would take:
Unfired clay to make bricks;
cyan water to fill the water;
and a window from Apollo 11.
I would take the sound of:
The deadly Atom bomb exploding;
the squeak of my hamsters;
the pop of bubblewrap.
I would take the taste of
sour, bitter lemons;
relaxing strawberries, soothing your tongue;
the tropical taste of Pineapple.
I would the touch of:
The furry touch of my hamsters;
the touch of the wooly knitted blanket;
and the smoothness of a sea shell.
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