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Stories & Poems by Niamh Campbell
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A Poem for Summer
Read more...In the Summer Holidays, No wind rustles in the trees, I have the best adventures, Running away from bees, In the Summer Holidays, There is sand between my toes On those days I visit the beach, In the Summer Holidays, Every so often a butterfly , Lands on my nose!!!!!!
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The Tiger
Read more...I was sitting in my room when I heard a growl from outside my window. I stopped at the noise and I got up and walked slowly towards the window and looked out. Nothing was there so I went back to my desk and went back to doing my homework. I just wondered if that noise was familiar with me, that growl, that sneakily going away, could it possible be my favourite animal, The Tiger? I ran to my mum immediately to tell her that I had heard a growl outside my window and it could possibly be a Tiger. Unfortunately, my Mum didn't listen and told me to get back to my homework. I sighed and went away to finish my arithmatic. Later that night when I was just about to go to sleep I heard the growl ...