Sunday, September 29, 2013

39.The butterfly.



            This is a poem of a butterfly.  Please read it.

                                                 "Butterflies are beautiful things,
                                                  it has a pair of wings.
                                                  I have a butterfly,
                                                  it flies a little high.
                                                  It sucks nectar,
                                                  its name is Suckter.                  
                                                  They fly every where,
                                                  we can find it any where." 

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