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My first poem! I wrote this when I was eight! |
| "A Place They Call Home" Small fish die But don’t you cry They leave behind their bones To make a brand new home Called a Coral Reef Beautiful bright colors to behold Such as pink, yellow, orange and gold A place where many fish live except for the whales Such as anemones, sponges and snails Where they hide from the shark with great relief A place they call home, Coral Reef |