Post by CC009Wolf on Jun 2, 2006 4:29:57 GMT -5
Ok, this is about the beach, rather than Summer. This was originally a description of the beach we had to do in English without using the letter 'A'. That was pretty difficult, and mine just seemed to turn itself into a poem.
By the way, I am NOT poetic. Tell me to write a creative story any day...
~~~.:&:.~~~
The bulk of blue H20 could never stop moving,
Forever rising, forever receding, never stopping,
Forever living, forever moving.
The golden rice-like gems could never stop moving,
Forever rising, forever receding, never stopping,
Forever living, forever shifting.
Turquoise H20, golden gems,
Forever in unity.
~~~.:&:.~~~
As you see, not poetic.
By the way, I am NOT poetic. Tell me to write a creative story any day...
~~~.:&:.~~~
The bulk of blue H20 could never stop moving,
Forever rising, forever receding, never stopping,
Forever living, forever moving.
The golden rice-like gems could never stop moving,
Forever rising, forever receding, never stopping,
Forever living, forever shifting.
Turquoise H20, golden gems,
Forever in unity.
~~~.:&:.~~~
As you see, not poetic.
