The Poems in our Pockets

Poems from Grace Neighborhood Nursery School, April 2016
Claire and Carla’s Morning Class

 

Firey

By Felix

 

If you touch him, he can fire you,

he is made of fire. And you can never

get it off. Never, not ever even

with water. Its invisible fire.

And you will feel itchy

and you can never get the itch off.

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