Wednesday, May 26, 2010

A Poem










There is a little fish swimming in a pond,
Where the pond was behind my house,
It swims and swims and swims,
And never feel tired of playing around.

Sometimes it leaps and jumps,
In the middle of the pond behind my house,
It goes round and round and round
And never feel bored of playing around.

How I love to watch the fish,
Happy and care free!
How I wish I could be like that chubby little fish!




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