ABC Poems

Park
Quiet people at the park
Really huge dogs I see
Strong wind blows us away
"Timber" we say
Unknown hobos sleeping
~By Jessica

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I am at the park and I see
people listening.
I also see markets down the
hill.
I see naughty boys smoking.
I see outrageous hobos on the ground.
I see a pink backpack on a
person's back.
~By Nancy

At the Park
A park is a very fun place
Big huge dogs running everywhere
Caramel colored dogs sprinting across the
Damp grass. I also
Encounter hobos
~By Ari