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Angela

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

5 poems·Since August 2013
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Apple Pie

August 24, 2013

Amazing Angela anxiously ate an Apple.

The delicious tasting apple made her decide to make

an apple pie.

She went to pick some big beautiful apples off the tree.

Angela took the apples home and began to cut them.

Once all the apples were carefully cut

She began to put the juicy apples slices singularly in the pie.

Then she put the pie in the oven to bake.

Once the apples were done,

A smell of wonderfully warm apple pie filled the kitchen.

The apple pie came out the oven and

She dug into the soft, scrumptious, smelly apple pie.

What a delicious treat!

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