Medha is seven and a half years old and is in second grade. She loves swimming, gardening, and writing. She likes to write mythical and fantastical stories!
“I had a quail who drank ginger ale / and always got the mail.”
I had a quail who drank ginger ale
and always got the mail.
It was great,
amazingly great
but I had to grate cheese,
wait that’s the same word
but spelled differently,
it’s a homophone!
Okay, back to the poem
and my quail surprised me
by eating a whale.
Before she ate the whale,
I wondered if it was
my pet whale,
but it wasn’t
then I gave my quail
a slice of blue whale
and she swallowed it
before the mail.
Then she got up
and asked for ginger ale
with her slice of blue whale
and she said that she failed
on her test of hammering nails.
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