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Wednesday, 26 November 2014

Solar light

A litre of light 
Poem
It's dark can't see a thing 
Tripped on a chair the silly thing 
Came over solar Demi and do you what he did
He took out a bottle with water and bleach 
And put it in the roof and out came light 
I said I'll pay you I'll pay you 
But he just said it's for free it's for free
Help others and teach them for me.
By TJC

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