Tuesday, 8 January 2008

The highway man

over the shiny stones he clatterd and clashed in the creepy moonlight.And he Whiped on the shutters, but all he herd was whip whip whip.He creeped into the yard and nocked.But someone was wating for him.






mahira. yasmin.











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1 comment:

Mr Lea said...

This is absolutely brilliant, well done girls! You have used language and word patterns to great effect, especially in the way you have used similiar sounding words to create a pattern and beat. I can't wait to read your next post.