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Whitby poem

Walk along the calm street, The sand on the beach tickling your feet, Icecream melting in your hand, Playing volleyball on the sand, Searching , searching for Whitby jet, We…

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Enjoying Christmas

  When you hear the Reindeer, You know Santa is here, Delivering your presents, Through your Entrance, He puts them under your tree, After he can roam free. Once you…