Flames of a pet
Flammable but kind, curious to the mind. We torture them until there dead, but if there lucky we’ll cut off there heads. Feeding off our coal, hoping to get a taste of a sausage roll. Starving in the night, humans aren’t so bright.
Great poetic piece of writing Ruiha! I can almost envisage a phoenix with the flames, but then I don't think they would feed off our coal. Perhaps next time you could format your writing with the rhyming words on the end of each line - this will indicate to the reader it is a poem, instead of a paragraph. Keep up the great work! - Mrs T
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