Our Little Sneezes
thoughts by students in Mrs. Moschetti's Class
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
My Limerick Poem by Dylan
There once was a leprechaun named Jed.
He was going to play,
but sleep led the way.
He has pots of gold.
His gold got stollen,
His head was swollen.
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