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Wednesday, September 9, 2020

My poem about my Egyptian art

 The green luscious palm trees staying a still as a stone. There is no more wind and now it turns as quiet as a mouse. The silhouette of a camel and the golden-brown pyramid staying as beautiful as always and the dead shrub that is as brown as the bark on the palm trees because of dehydration that sits still in Egypts golden sand.  

2 comments:

  1. Kia ora Mahina its me Mahuta. I really liked your poem about your Egyptian art it sounded very cool. I also like how you added similes that makes your poem stand out even more. Did you have a photo you could of added? because that would make it seem more realistic. Great blogging keep it up.
    Blog you later :)

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  2. Kia Ora Mahina its Kahukura. I really like your poem it has so much rich vocab. I agree with Mahuta I think you should of added a photo. Other than that what a great blog post. Come visit my blog @http://kpskahukurah.blogspot.com/ where I did a peom on my turtle art. Blog you later:)

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