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Tuesday 28 May 2013

Definition Poem

It can fly,
Can go by you in the blink of an eye,
Many different sizes,
Sometimes comes as a surprise,
Comes in more than one colour,
Some colours are much more duller,
Glides threw the grass,
Has a low mass,
Feel it threw your feet,
To get it you must compete.
 
What is it?



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