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As I Skipped Like A Lamb
I skipped as free and merrily as a lamb, in the meadows that bring such fun.
The bluebells all bowed down before us, the whistling wind blew.
From hibernation animals emerge, tulip sing before me in a beautiful harmony,
I now feel as happy as a poet can be,
When the sky is grey, I think back on today,
The tulips that bloomedand the bees that hummed in joy full tune,
collecting nectar from the flowers to bring back home!
by Alice L, Morpurgo Class (inspired by William Wordsworth)