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Thursday 13 March 2014

I am a sea shell

I am a rock
waiting for someone
to pick me up.

I am hard and
around the same weight
as an apple.

I am sometimes
covered in water
or covered in sand.

I sit in the sun and in the
hot sand so therefore I am
very hot.

I am with bugs and
bugs are with me.

I sit on the sand with insects
and bugs crawling over
and under me. 

This is my I am a rock poem I found that doing this poem was a little hard because there isn''t much about rocks.

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