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No legs A forked tongue smells Lives in woods, deserts, and seas They come from eggs laid by their mother Scare me
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Mar 22, 2022
Mar 22, 2022 at 10:19 PM UTC
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No legs A forked tongue smells Lives in woods, deserts, and seas They come from eggs laid by their mother Scare me
Written in 3 minutes, I know that it shows, to demonstrate Cinquain to three 2nd graders. Being 2nd-grade boys, reptiles seemed the obvious choice.
#rapid#cinquain
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Mar 22, 2022
Mar 22, 2022 at 10:19 PM UTC
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