My gosh, she's one of a kind
Rather strange some people say
Stirring from her bed, she flutters down the stairs
Her red, spotted cloak waves in the wind
And her black, little feet tiptoe around
Rather cautious, she looks outside
Rather than walking, she starts to fly
Iwill always marvel that wonderful lady
So will you, when she flies through your window
She's that tiny, caring ladybird who keeps you safe.
by Georgina Garnder (0)
Salway Ash CEVA Primary School, Bridport
Competition - My First Acrostic
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