Tuesday, 5 May 2015

ANZAC poem

Poppies are red that people lie in and only grow there by them self in flanders field. There’s metal and lot’s of bullets in flanders field. There’s bumps and holes in flanders field.

By Liam Belcher
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5 comments:

  1. Dad5 May 2015 at 16:05

    hi liam, your poem isnt showing. i think your background colour is the same colour as the text. can you fix it so we can read it?

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  2. dad7 May 2015 at 16:07

    i realy like this poem liam. do you know what country flanders is in?

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  3. Mum7 May 2015 at 22:45

    Hi Liam, you have written an amazing poem. Good use of descriptive words, you have really captured the readers imagination! Well done.

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  4. Grand dad8 May 2015 at 09:51

    Yes,sometimes the background confuses the text.Good on you though,youfixed it

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  5. Nana Wilson.16 May 2015 at 15:07

    Cool Poem Liam!

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