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Monday, July 12, 2010
Simile Poem
What describes glasses?
It's red like a stoplight,
It feels cold as the snow.
It's glass is like a window,
It's square as a book.
And rubber like an eraser?
This is what describes my glasses.
By Carla Gómez
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