Tasman’s Portrait Poem
My hair is like brown glow worm silk it runs straight down
My eyebrows are like quarter moons that rise up when im suprised.
My brain is like a motor that is on its own constantly trying to run away.
My eye’s are like a bowl of coco with a dark chocolate chip in the middle.
My teeth are like a hungry pack of wolfs ready to pounce at any time when food comes near.
My heart is like a clock constantly ticking and pushing all of my blood around.
My nose is like two caves that must have a dragon in there that hides gold up there.
My throat is like a hidden trap that food doesn't know what coming when it goes in.
Life is like a hill it goes up and down.
You can't plan what’s coming so don't expect what you want
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