We have been writing all about ourselves in a poem so that we can make flrast post no our blog.
I wonder if I will ever have a pony.
I hear cars.
I see books my friends.
I want to be a police girl.
I am a good girl to the teacher.
I pretend to be pretty.
I feel happy with my family.
I touch my own things.
I worry about when I get into a fight.
I cry when my brother smacks me.
I am a good girl.
I say come and play with me.
I dream about me being nine.
I try my best.
I hope that I will do the right thing.
I am going to get ice cream.
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