Monday, February 9, 2015

Happy new year: Poem

Happy new year


Happy New Year people say running around the streets all day. People smile and wave their hands. As people run around shooting rubber bands. It’s a new year it’s a new year people shout, which makes the baby’s pout. People come from wide and near to celebrate another year. It’s a new year it’s a new year they say but wait till tomorrow and they will be at bay.

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