Daisy the…

It sits on a shelf, with lots of other friends. She sits at the front with all the other rares. I pick her up, I dress her up, but she doesn’t mind and that’s fine. Her name is Daisy, she is a bit crazy, I treasure her everyday. Her Best Friend Cristie, more like her adopted Mother. She comes to school with me sometimes because she is my friend. I play with her everyday, her sister’s name is May. I wonder what will happen next?

The End!

3 thoughts on “Daisy the…”

  1. Hi Chloe,
    I think that it is pretty cool how you made it rhyme. I really like the name of the item. I also have a item that is named Daisy. To improve, you can say your sences of her like how does she feel when you pick her up. I think that your item is a doll. (respond to me about what kind of doll is it.) But, awsome job!!!!

    Your friend from Illinos,

  2. Hi Chloe this is Jack you made a good poem for a butiful story problem like you as you are all better then me I like your poem so much.

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