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Clouds

By Priscilla

Clouds are pillows

Beneath my head

A soft petal

Of a rose

The skin of

A newborn baby

Clouds will never

Change so enjoy.

The Angry Old Car

By Priscilla

The car is angry because he is old,

To show his fears he turns on his weak motor and makes a loud noise,

It gets ready its tires ready to lose control,

Its owner tries to calm it down but it makes it even angrier,

The car’s anger will never heal.