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Snow Unicorn by Julia

The Snow Unicorn

 

Have you ever seen a snow unicorn?

Fascinatingly, whatever they touch turns into ice. If you want to find out more about this fascinating breed of unicorn please read on.

 

 Snow Unicorns appearance

 

Would you recognize a snow unicorn if you saw one? Interestingly their teeth are made of diamonds and wherever they walk  snowflakes sprinkle everywhere. Their horns stick out the middle of their head in a spiral shape. Surprisingly they have a moon shape on their right hind leg. Most snow unicorns have silver hooves, turquoise mane, a white body, gold eyes and a star tail. It is common for snow unicorns to have  different types of birthmarks but these days most snow unicorns have a moon shape on their leg.

 

Snow Unicorns habitat

 

Snow Unicorns love cold snowy places like Antarctica. Generally Snow unicorns live in Snow town in Antarctica. Some Snow Unicorns live in snowy forests based at the top of cold, snowy mountains. The governor of Snow Unicorns lives in Snow town, Ice Avenue door number seventeen. The reason that unicorns have governors for each breed is because the governors protect their habitat from their enemies.

 

Snow Unicorns diet

 

The majority of Snow Unicorns eat grass, carrots and icicles they also drink water from the river Neptunia which runs all  through the banks of snowtown. If you hide by a pool while the moon is full you might see a Snow Unicorn but make sure to bring snow cakes as that is one of their favourite kinds of food. Some Snow Unicorns search the woods for nuts, apples and all sorts of fruit. There is one type of rare Snow Unicorn that lives in the north of Japan and feeds on cherry blossom petals and sunflower seeds.

 

What is Sow Unicorns behavior like?

 

The majority of Snow Unicorns hate werewolves. Some snow unicorns have been hypnotized by werewolves to think that the only reason they are alive is to serve those evil creatures who attack innocent people. Many baby snow unicorns play with moon spirits during the night.

Did you know that snow unicorns favourite book is frozen.

 

The Red of my Strawberry

If I was called in to create a wonder

I would take a golden apple glistening in the moonlight, the red from my strawberry shimmering in the sunlight and the vivid blue of blueberry’s.

I would take the sound of

birds singing satisfyingly,

a lawnmower gobbling the swishing grass,

trees swishing furiously.

By Julia

What is Deep by Julia

What are hot?

 

A stolen ruby, red racing car parked outside a thief’s house, A freshly baked vegetable pie waiting to be gobbled down and my brother James’ feverish forehead waiting to be cured.

 

What are cold?

 

A cold windy winter’s night, a lonely snowman waiting for its beloved friend and sadness flowing through the air in the magical moonlight sky.

 

What are heavy?

 

A titanic, tremendous, elephant trumpeting  through the vast, emerald rainforest, Africas pouring rain drenching everything that tries to stop it and Sadness flowing through the air like covid infecting everything in its path.

 

What are light? 

A swan’s pristine, white feather floating and fluttering through the magical moonlight sky, The genie ‘s magic lamp waiting patiently for its new master and A  benevolent, beautiful ballerina dancing through the sky as the sun sets on the multicolor horizon.

 

What are fragile?

 

 Shattered friends hoping to be united once again,  A single tear drop falling from a little girl’s pale cheek and A robin’s song swaying through the silvery, sparkling sky.

 

What are strong?

 

A emerald diamond found in a ruby, red volcano, A brave little girl who has the heart of a lion and black smith’s iron being carved into a Anglo Saxon  sword. 

What is Deep by Julia

What are hot?

 

A stolen ruby, red racing car parked outside a thief’s house, A freshly baked vegetable pie waiting to be gobbled down and my brother James’ feverish forehead waiting to be cured.

 

What are cold?

 

A cold windy winter’s night, a lonely snowman waiting for its beloved friend and sadness flowing through the air in the magical moonlight sky.

 

What are heavy?

 

A titanic, tremendous, elephant trumpeting  through the vast, emerald rainforest, Africas pouring rain drenching everything that tries to stop it and Sadness flowing through the air like covid infecting everything in its path.

 

What are light? 

A swan’s pristine, white feather floating and fluttering through the magical moonlight sky, The genie ‘s magic lamp waiting patiently for its new master and A  benevolent, beautiful ballerina dancing through the sky as the sun sets on the multicolor horizon.

 

What are fragile?

 

 Shattered friends hoping to be united once again,  A single tear drop falling from a little girl’s pale cheek and A robin’s song swaying through the silvery, sparkling sky.

 

What are strong?

 

A emerald diamond found in a ruby, red volcano, A brave little girl who has the heart of a lion and black smith’s iron being carved into a Anglo Saxon  sword.

Go and open the … door

Go and open the red, door

maybe you’ll see a field full of poppies,

full of flashing fire

or my heart thumping.

Go and open the pink door,

maybe you’ll see flamingos chatting,

marshmallows dancing

or a sun burnt hippo.

Go and open the blue, door

maybe you’ll fall into the sea,

and land in the sky

or paint your face blue.

Go and open the orange, door

maybe you’ll see

Oranges singing,

orange pencils dancing

or orange paints colouring.

Go and open the white, door

maybe you’ll see doves dancing,

paper singing

or paper towels teaching.

By Julia

In the room of…

In a the room of snow, an iceberg fell on my tongue.

In the room of rain,  the clouds laughed evilly.

In the room of people, I was turned into a witch.

In the room of people sleeping, they snored loudly.

In the room of spider, they attacked. (WARNING)

In the room of flowers, I was hit in the face by a ripped flower.

In the room of clocks, I could tell the time

In the room of…

In a the room of snow, an iceberg fell on my tongue.

In the room of rain,  the clouds laughed evilly.

In the room of people, I was turned into a witch.

In the room of people sleeping, they snored loudly.

In the room of spider, they attacked. (WARNING)

In the room of flowers, I was hit in the face by a ripped flower.

In the room of clocks, I could tell the time

In the room of…

In a the room of snow, an iceberg fell on my tongue.

In the room of rain,  the clouds laughed evilly.

In the room of people, I was turned into a witch.

In the room of people sleeping, they snored loudly.

In the room of spider, they attacked. (WARNING)

In the room of flowers, I was hit in the face by a ripped flower.

In the room of clocks, I could tell the time.

In the room of…

In a the room of snow, an iceberg fell on my tongue.

In the room of rain,  the clouds laughed evilly.

In the room of people, I was turned into a witch.

In the room of people sleeping, they snored loudly.

In the room of spider, they attacked. (WARNING)

In the room of flowers, I was hit in the face by a ripped flower.

In the room of clocks, I could tell the time

The Ocean

An Ocean,
Wide and blue,
Spreading out,
Over the land.

A big bird,
Flaping her wing,
Making a wave,
Over a crystal beach.

The sun shone,
Over the sand,
Sparkling in the sunset glare.