We saw that in our garden, some worms.
They looked like they were orange.
And they wiggled around.
And they would go back in the soil.
I seed them in your composter.
Can I go and see those works again?
(Dictated to Daddy Hughes)
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It doesn’t really rhyme much.
That’s true. But Anna IS only three. Don’t you think it’s brilliant for a three year old, Madison?
I agree , I doubt I even really knew what a poem was much when I was three, I think that its fab!