Once upon a time
there was a kangaroo.
All his friends teese him
because he can't jump.
Instead he flys!
One day he deicied his is going to hop.
So he went to the hopppy wizzird.
He said "you are not a kangaroo.
You are a flyaroo."
The flyaroo said thank you and left.
The End
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
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My dear Isabel, thanks for your visit which brought us joy.
ReplyDeleteYour poems are amazing. I especially love the 'Flyaroo' part. Keep up the good work.
p.s. I am not mad about the bracelets. love, Aunt Anna and Victoria
I didn't really lose my bracelet. It was in my pocket. Thank you for letting me stay at your house. Have a good week!
ReplyDeleteLove,
Isabel