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      <description>Choose a poem and note what you think the author wants you to pay attention to.
What ideas? Emotions? Thoughts?</description>
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      <pubDate>2021-05-29 06:31:36 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Swoosh, Boom, Crunch, Howl © Hayden Myer. Published: March 2009</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The sun rises higher and higher, like a blossoming flower, as the children play...<br>Beach, Beach, Beach<br>The zephyr catches my skin like a wide receiver playing football...<br>Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh<br>The crashing waves sound like a head-on collision...<br>Boom, Boom, Boom<br>The sand crunches under my feet like cereal in my mouth...<br>Crunch, Crunch, Crunch<br>The salty water is carried with the wind...<br>Howl, Howl, Howl<br>The gulls soar higher than the clouds...<br>Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh<br>The child crashes to the ground like a rock slide...<br>Boom, Boom, Boom<br>The man walks on shells that feel like needles...<br>Crunch, Crunch, Crunch<br>The dog is angered by the birds...<br>Howl, Howl, Howl<br>The kite flutters like a plane...<br>Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh<br>The afternoon thunder blasts like a cannon...<br>Boom, Boom, Boom<br>The child snacks on some chips that sound like glass...<br>Crunch, Crunch, Crunch<br>The night has fallen and the coyotes holler like babies...<br>Howl, Howl, Howl<br>The sun rises again higher and higher, like a blossoming flower as the children play...<br>Beach, Beach, Beach</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-29 06:34:41 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>A Friend is Someone...</title>
         <author>noellepatrice</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A friend is someone<br>You turn to.<br>A friend is someone<br>You confide in.<br>A friend is someone<br>Who stands by you.<br>A friend is someone<br>Who lifts your spirits.<br>A friend is someone<br>who encourages you.<br>A friend is someone<br>You treasure always.<br>A friend is someone<br>Who makes you smile.<br>A friend is someone<br>Who brightens your day.<br><br>A friend is you!</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-29 06:36:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>I Didn&#39;t Go Camping</title>
         <author>noellepatrice</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<pre>I didn’t go camping.
I didn’t go hiking.
I didn’t go fishing.
I didn’t go biking.
 
I didn’t go play
on the slides at the park.
I didn’t watch shooting stars
way after dark.
 
I didn’t play baseball
or soccer outside.
I didn’t go on an
amusement park ride.
 
I didn’t throw Frisbees.
I didn’t fly kites,
or have any travels,
or see any sights.
 
I didn’t watch movies
with blockbuster crowds,
or lay on the front lawn
and look at the clouds.
 
I didn’t go swimming
at pools or beaches,
or visit an orchard;
and pick a few peaches.
 
I didn’t become
a guitarist or drummer,
but, boy, I played plenty
of Minecraft this summer.</pre><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-29 06:48:21 UTC</pubDate>
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