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The horse with a horn

A unicorn is a magical creature with magnificent wings.

 

A unicorn has fur as white as snow. They are magical creatures with long hair, huge wings, they are very muscular, they fly faster than a racing car and their wings are wider than a Condors wings

 

They live in a cave full of diamonds and all sort of shiny stuff, they made the cave by digging the rock and they have got many by digging into other rocks and they dig with their horn. some live in mines. They live on the rustling crunchy leaves.

 

They eat grass, carrots meat, flowers, roots and they hunt better in winter because they are white like snow and they cover themselves with their wings to hunt. They also eat cherry’s and apples.

 

Their horns  are made of magical shining glitter.

 

what are…?

WHAT ARE …?

What are loud?

A cat meowing for food, a dog barking not wanting to go to the vet, and building working at a building site.

What are quiet?

A mouse running under a floorboard, a colourful butterfly chilling in the sun and clouds running In the sky.

 

What are hot?

Dragons fire making chips, a hot chilly pepper and lava balls exploding from a volcano.

What are cold?

The salty sea, snow shimmering on the ground, the sparkling galaxy In the sky.

 

What are big?

Mount Everest in the distance, the Queens palace and a big T-rex stomping on the green trees.

What are small?

A lady bird flying in the blue sky, a small piece of glass smashed on the floor and a drop of water.

I want to paint…

I WANT TO PAINT…

 

I want to paint

A rose dancing in the meadow as the sun is reflecting on the petals of the blossom of the rose bush.

I want to paint the happiness that I felt when I got my new kitten.

 

I want to paint

A silent silver sunrise I want to paint the cotton candy clouds in the blue sky I want to paint the taste of muscles from the open wide sea I want to paint the smell of milk chocolate cookies coming out of the oven.

 

I want to paint the end of this poem.