The Granny in the Music Store
The granny comes on Monday
she brings her music spirt,
every thing has a rhythm, a beat, a rhyme,
music is in my blood she would sing.
The guitar strums singing its tune,
Harps hum harmonys,
pianos prance around the place
Maracas shake their bottoms.
By Sarah
2 comments:
That's sooooo Funny Sarah, Good Job!!
From Ella
Nice one Sarah!! Maybe try to put in some punctuation eh??
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