We went to see Paula Green in the Village on Monday afternoon. She told us all about her new book and got us to work on a poem as a whole group. When we came back to class, we wrote this poem...
THE WALRUS.
the walrus hissed
disturbed from his
sleep
slipping and sliding
snorting and slithering
to the freezing depths
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