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Tuesday, 11 June 2019

Hunting fallow bucks

     Hunting fallow bucks

Rustle! Rustle!



Goes the grass as me and my dad walk on the grass.

Splash! Splash!

Goes the creek.

BANG! BANG!

Goes the gun as the Buck drops over the ridge and the echo carry's on.


1 comment:

  1. Hi,Lachlan I really like your poem because it hooked me in. I wonder if your could add some writing about eating the deer.
    Good job!

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