A flash of a torchlight searching through night,
The confused bats taking off in flight.
Searching, searching,
For the brightest treasure,
Searching, searching,
So much leisure.
It could be gold or jewels,
Maybe even coal and tools,
The treasure could be anything,
So I will search until the last ting.
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Poetic point of view
PoetryDo you love Poetry? Ever wondered how to write poems? Well here is the book for you! It includes Poetry types and the rhyming schemes and even some little examples here and there that I have written!!!! Enjoy and I hope you all find this interesti...
