Thursday 19 November 2015

metaphor poem


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5 comments:

  1. ehlucasw201523 November 2015 at 14:55

    I loved it when you said "A born hunter"
    And "nothing can stand in its way"
    I really think that that wolf is special.

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  2. ehlucasw201523 November 2015 at 14:56

    I loved it when you said "A born hunter"
    And "nothing can stand in its way"
    I really think that that wolf is special.

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  3. Anonymous23 November 2015 at 17:23

    I really like your poem.
    I loved it when you said " living is a frozen tundra"
    And " hiding in the snow, waiting for its next victim"
    That was brilliant.
    You Sean, are a true writer.

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  4. Anonymous23 November 2015 at 17:26

    I loved it when you said " living in a frozen tundra"
    And " hiding in the snow, waiting for its next victim.
    You Sean, are a true writer.

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  5. ehpiad201523 November 2015 at 19:27

    I love your background it really stands out. The colours are also nice. I like the saying it can only hear it when it is late.

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