Wednesday, November 26, 2008

feelings poem

Melbourne zoo

Looks like
curious monkeys swinging on the long ropes.

Sounds like
screeching birds soaring in the air.

Smells like
old stinky animal dropping on rotting grass.

Tastes like
dirty dry dust in my mouth.

Feels like
patting soft furry horses.

By Lydia Fay.

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