WALT compose a poem about the waterslide
When I was looking at the waterslide it looks like a rubber
Before it was my turn I chose a person that I want to race
But when it was my turn I was shaking
But when we slide down my arms and legs were scratchy
At the end It was slippery and I couldn’t get up
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