Poppy poem
Poppy poem by Jahquinia
Poppies grow poppies blow red blood shining below on wavy green funky grass. Blowing in a fat long tall funky class.
Jack is a little boy he’s a thief he was poor until he stole lots of the giants gold he stole a golden goose that lays golden eggs.But first he sold his cow then got five magic beans then his mum was not impressed with jack because he didn't get any money so she throw the five magic beans out the window. Then when they went to sleep with no food .They woke up and jack looked out the window and saw a big giant beanstalk. Jack climbed up up to the top of the gigantic beanstalk and saw an old man who’s a giant with big tall feet.
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