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On My Walk I Met

I met a boy called Fire and he’s always lighting fire’s everywhere. His flamed up hair is stuck up with blood red gel and hair is as orange as fire.

I met a girl called Rose and she is as red as a rose. She is always plucking Sunflowers from their stem.

I met a man called Iron and he looked like and iron block. He was always jumping around and making loud clunks on the floor.

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