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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> None >> ID #1299901  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Do you like my Tiara?
This is a poem I did about facing royalty. It's using the five sences.
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It feels heavy in my hands,

but light as a feather on my head.

It looks so pretty and bright,

it nearly blinds me when I look at it.

It smells like my hair shampoo

because it stayed on my head too long.

I think it tastes metallic, but this is only a guess.

I do not wish to eat my crown.

Lastly, it sounds like a clank where it hits the ground.


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