RIGHT NOW POEM
I see the bus going up the hill
I hear the fire truck going to the house on fire
I taste candy and food
I smell pizza and cookies
I feel mad and angry
I think of food and games
I sense this building is going to topple down
I know she is my sister
I believe in God I imagine that I’m flying to the moon
I wonder why kids play with teachers.
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