Out in the blue I hear dolphins cry
Out in the city I hear people say bye
When I am inside a building I am full of pride
When I go in the blue I have to get back dry
I like it when I am at the beach because others say, "hi"
When I dream I think of fish fry
When time flies by I like the ride
When I'm in water I look good, especially with a tie
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I particularly like the rhythm of this poem. The imagery is nice too, Maggie
wat about amazing black, or red, or orange, or purple, or pink, or green, or white, or magenta, or yellow, or gray, or redish-orangeish-blackish,greyish-with some white on it.
-Gabe
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