Hey there
the world is a brilliant place
we really need to care.
This is a mission we must ace,
so listen to me as I say
pick up litter and start helping.
I will only listen to the word ok.
Our community needs saving.

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CHAPTER ONE

Eska sat on her window sill and gazed at the night sky which was peppered with shimmering gold stars. She stared at the ghostly white moon and looked down at the rippling river. The river reflected the moons light and shook uneasily. The iridescent purple and blue sky stared back down at her. A crow flapped down and sat. Out of all the bleak blackness of the crow’s plumage it still had a black shimmer which reflected her lamp’s light.

CHAPTER TWO

The next morning Eska woke up to see her same old grey room. She walked down the same old hallway of her house and hastily grabbed her jacket. A silence fell over the whole house. It was so quiet that it felt like a thick mist had formed over her house. Eska’s spine tingled and she rushed out of the grey house. The winter sun fractured through a forest of bare trees. Eska entered her dreamy land, unaware of the the obstacles lying ahead of her in the future.

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Here’s a poll!

Who really likes poetry with rhyme?
Who thinks rhyme is ok in poems?
Who isn’t fussed with poetry rhyme?
Who HATES rhyming poetry?

Thanks!
I’ll post the results when I have anough replies

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