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BEWARE OF THE BULL

MY MOM ,ME AND MY COUSIN WENT,
TO A FARM,WHERE WILD STRAWBERRIES GREW.
THE FIELD LOOKED EMPTY , SO IN WE WENT
AND PICKED FOR AN HOUR OR TWO

I WAS FOUR YEARS OLD, I REMEMBER,
AND TO ME IT WAS LOTS OF FUN,
WHEN SUDDENLY,FROM AROUND A BUSH
AN ANGRY BULL HAD COME

WE QUICKLY RAN FOR THE FENCE,
WHICH ONLY HAD TWO RAILS
WE ALL ROLLED THROUGH THE FENCE,
LOSING OUR BERRIES AND PAILS.

HE SNORTED AND PAWED- HE WAS SO MAD
HE SURE DIDN'T WANT US THERE
WE NEVER WENT BACK TO THAT PLACE AGAIN
WE GOT OUT SAFELY,  BUT .IT WAS A BAD SCARE!
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Copyright Shirley Sasek
2010
 


 


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