Wednesday 1 April 2015

Independent Writing

The Steam Train

What am I?

I race down the track like a frightened hare.                                                

billow steam like a angry bull.                                                                      

Like rugby players, I only stop to refuel.                                                             

I don't stop for anyone or anything.

Do you know?


I'm a steam train!

By Molly

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