Poetry Fun

Limerick: 

I was sitting on a big mound
Made out of dirt from the ground
he came at a run
I shot my gun
We tracked him until he was found.

Haiku:

The buck came in swiftly
I tried to get my bow down
But he ruan away


Cinquain:

Quietly
Leaves crunching
the buck came
I drew my bow
Thwack!

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