Descriptive Poem
On the island , of inaccuracy everyone had a
smug grin on their face when lying.
On the island of bunnies , I saw carrot munchers
Eating delectable, mouth watering carrots.
On the banana island , I saw banana hunters
eating savory, fresh picked bananas.
On the gray Island, I saw devilish mice scurrying
Into buildings and houses and on the street.
On the island of storm, I glanced at the thunder as it was
Screaming at me.
On the island of volcano, I glared at the ballistic
Volcano that was angry as a gorilla.
On the island of clouds, I glanced at the terrified clouds as they were crying like a human person.
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