Here is the poem that Class 4B created:
The pebble that I found is brown and white
It travelled the ocean wide
Before I picked it up
And put it in my pocket.
This ancient, patterned jewel
One of a thousand million others
Sitting on the beach
Waiting for someone to pick it up
That someone was me
I removed it from its family
The other small, rounded pebbles
That crunch beneath our feet.
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