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My poem about pecking

Friday, April 20th, 2018

By: Sunshine with Hazel

I like to peck everything even Ms. Barbara’s ring. 

Peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck, peck.  This little thing copies me while I peck away with my glorious beak. Giants watching over me. Hooray! Hooray!  I am pecking away.