My First Concrete Poem(Torando)

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The Amazing Desk

Its look atacks my sight with its great light brown color,that I lose when I gets its tasty woody taste.I love its smooth surface as I write on it.Its fresh wood linger attacks my nose as I write.I love the desk do you?

The Great Whale

As i migrate threw the slippery water,I allow myself to surface and eject the particles of water,threw my blow hole that wouldnt dare stop me from breathing.
I continue my journey threw the silent water,to look for some victims for a treat,as i would do it again tommrow!

I’m Always Resolving

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Who art transpercy

Its a dangerous day in chicago.As men take the streets as undercover.They sneak and sleek as they cross the borrows,wicked as can be.They lurk and wonder,as there brain manages the looks of the street.But all they hear is the ringing of streets.