Monday 4 May 2015

Bouncing Bubbles

A blue bright beautiful bubble went on my back.  It blobbed on me.  It was a big, big, big bubble.  It was bigger than my head.  It will never happen again then there were 1000 of them ahhhh! I shall go inside, mum and dad come here quickly, what is wrong? they ask. Lots of bubbles outside I can't see any but there are those cheeky cheeky big bubbles.

1 comment:

  1. I love your poem Victorhea. I like the part when you said big big big bubble. From Aria.

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