Our Orange Juice poem

Today on our writing and oral class, Dani, told us to read the poem Orange Juice and write our own poem from the point of view of the thief. I did it with Vig.

We used to steal in London city,

until we got caught by the police.

We thought that ir would be easy,

tough it was quite a pity

Me and my dog had to leave,

and we found a new city,

Guernsey city,

which is very pretty.

Every house had a pint of milk,

and a carton of orange juice delivered.

So I had an idea,

I would send my dog to steal the milk from one house,

and I would nick the milk from another house.

We stole the milk and juice twice,

and the third time we got a spicy one.

When I had a gulp of the juice,

kaboom,

my mouth burnt.

So I instantly went to the park and,

splash!

My body splashed to the water.

Luckily my dog didn´t drink from that horrible juice,

I will never steal from that house again.

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  1. dbarra dijo:

    I can´t find your recording. Where is it?

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