The headless coat stretches its sleeves while its buttons yawn.
Put on the coat, it will keep you warm with its fiery touch.
The hood is a butterfly net grabbing you on the head, preventing your hair from getting wet.
Its collars flap like eagles wings.
The coat’s buckles are a galloping horse, walking over the coat, with its clingy, clangy feet.
Put on the coat, it will keep you warm with its fiery touch.
The hood is a butterfly net grabbing you on the head, preventing your hair from getting wet.
Its collars flap like eagles wings.
The coat’s buckles are a galloping horse, walking over the coat, with its clingy, clangy feet.
The coat is alive!!!
By Amanda
5 comments:
another very good one amanda
Amanda has put a lot of effort in this poem. Good work Amanda Keep it up!
Sonia
good poem again
good and a good personifacation poem
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