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The spooky bike

One stormy day, James was walking out in the rain and saw this spooky old bike it was a spooky looking one with rust on the chain and long cobwebs on it. There was a person who looked at James and shouted “get away from my bike,”  he was petrified.

 

The ancient car

The rusted car laid on its side in the green

The steering wheel creaked as it slightly

The punctured rotten wheels stood there still.

The batted bonnet was as Orange as a carrot.

Within the deep blue sea

Within the ocean there are many things we don’t know

You are my memory of peace caressing my soul

Like tranquil water gently touching my feet

You are the fish that swim below, majestic and pure.

You are colourful coral hiding within the blue sea,

Decorating the darkness with its beauty.

You are the emerald,green seaweed calmly moving side to side ,

giving fish a home how loveable and kind .

You are the sand between my toes

You are the the sun kissing my cheeks

You make me feel beautiful and unique

What are you?

You are a confused carrot

In the smelly ,dirty bin ,

Wondering why you got Thrown out

You are a lonely lolly pop

Waiting on the side path,

for some one to come and eat you.


You are a freezing cold igloo

waiting to melt by the sun,

So you can freeze into a different shape.

What Are You?

You are the impossibility of watery fire, light shadow, dead life and hot Neptune.

You are  a  crystallised tree reflecting the light of the roaring sun in the cerulean sky.

You are the depression of someone who has lost a loved one.

You are the sound of the silent scream of the girl is died in 1987.

You are the taste of a delightful, scrumptious tutti – fruity  macaroon  in Paris.

You are the aura in the Ninja’s chi as you glow like a miracle.

You are the touch of a spirit that watches over you like a guardian angel.

You are a blossoming flower that is dancing in the wind like a ballerina on Broadway.

You are a cracked, bright Christmas bauble that will bring years of misfortune, rolling on the floor.

You are the taste of fresh midsummer breeze as it blows through the dancing trees.

You are the sound of the musical vocalist performing for her audience.