Shel
Shel is a place where the sun burns the flowers and the wind bends the TVs.
Grass grows on the street where the children bite the cheese.
The children are hypnotized by a fantasy. Walk, walk, walk, away.
Leave this dark place known as Shel.
By: Jenna
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5 comments:
I like the part on your cut & paste where you said grass grows on the street because thats not what would usuly happen.
:)I don't think you need to inprove on this story:)
hi Jenna!
Just plain weird, Jenna! Love, Mom
I like it LOTS! vERY cREATIVE...
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