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Wednesday, 28 August 2019

To The All Blacks

Today for CIP I created a poem to the all blacks wishing them the best of luck with winning the rugby World Cup.In this poem I tried to include details of what happens at a rugby match.


Hear the stomping through the stands,
With all the fans that clap their hands,
Waving flags through the air,
the night turns bright, its crystal clear,
The All Blacks run while we all cheer,
Happy and hoping they sip their beer,
As we can see the end is near.
A surge of energy rumbles through the crowd
As they have done their country proud.

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