Jack…the poet

A few members of the Ballet class, thought Jack’s words would be more interesting if they danced while he chirped.

Here’s his poem:

by Jack

chicklets love to dance
and flap their wings
moving to the beat
of the music
and nature
they chirp and peep
and enjoy ruffling
their feathers
as they spin and twirl
dancing is fun
it makes everyone happy
dance as often as you can
you’ll see
it will make you happy too

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8 Responses to Jack…the poet

  1. The dancing does add to the performance. Good call 😀

  2. Resa says:

    Truer word were never chirped! 😀

  3. We need more dancers for our poems, it definitely adds to the enjoyment . Chirp.

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