By:Philip Wu
Room 10
Tuesday, 2 July 2013
Winter metaphor poem
Winter comes in your room when you are a-sleep she laves a trail of ice she wears a frozen dress make out of ice and her hat is made out of snowflakes her eyes opened wide at the Cold War she eat frozen meat and drinks frozen water she live in a ice cube her friends autumn ice and snow come to her house everyday she will make summer sun and smock her slaves.
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