KEYKEY C.

The Empress Doll

I imagine dressing my doll in a red dress.
It looked like the Empress dress.
It had a gold trimming around the red fabric.
I imagine that my doll is the Empress of China.
I imagine that my doll is sitting on a white horse,
but not just any old horse,
the Empress Horse.
The only person who could sit on the white horse
was the Empress.
It was a beautiful horse;
it wasn't just a white horse,
it was a snow white horse.

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I Am

I was. . .sour like a lime.
Now I am. . .spicy like hot sauce.
People see me as. . .cold, cold ice cream.
I am really. . .an orange and yellow rose.
I am . . .a pink petal.
I will be . . .a nice person.

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