Quatrains
The fire blazes ever so bright
it's heat is warm
its flames are light
it looks like a raging storm
sorrow is tearing at your soul
it feels like a great big hole
in the midst of your body
sorrow is nothing but a great big hole
soccer is fun
its like you are in a bun
it cheers you up
its really like you are plying in a cup
Today we did Quatrains witch is a French type of poem it was actually really hard
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