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Anger

Anger

Crimson red

I hate her

Wants to play

Annoying as a mosquito

Sisters never let me do my homework

Annoyed

 

Joy

Joy

Bright yellow

The best moment

Like standing on clouds

I am about to go to bed

Happy

Friends

Friends respect you and make you feel

Royal at special times.

Important for everyone who lives in the

East, West, North and South.

Never feels poor but always feel spoilt.

Don’t break it. It’s very

Special.

 

My Dream Job

I love teaching kids.

I love my primary school.

Would be my dream job.

 

The Girl

There once was a Quakers Hill girl.

Whose English teacher was Mrs. Earl.

She loved Tumblr,

Had a big number.

Would love to write about pearls.

 

The Jaffri’s

Has four, helpful people,

Mum cooks,

Dad’s rules.

Mum also cleans.

 

They come from Pakistan,

Curry every day.

Celebrate Ramadan

And fast every day.

 

The Jaffri’s 

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