Wednesday, 6 May 2015

My Anzac acrostic poem

My acrostic poem                  Death.

Amazing fighting.                   Amazing risk taking  

 New Zealand soldiers.            Young solders going   
                                                                                                  To war.                                                                                                  
Zooming bullets.                     

Amazing Anzac.

Catapults.
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