Her hair is thick like a pillow.<\/p>\n
Her eyes are like shiny marbles that roll around.<\/p>\n
Her smile is like the sun, bright and glowy.<\/p>\n
Her laugh is like a soft cloud roaming around the room.<\/p>\n
Her talk is like a calm water’s edge.<\/p>\n
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Her arms are like flower stems.<\/p>\n
Her hands are glossy like the stars in the night sky.<\/p>\n
Her walk is like an army storming past.<\/p>\n
Her run is like a cheetah passing by.<\/p>\n
Her jump is like a bouncy ball bouncing.<\/p>\n
Her shadow is like a dandelion blowing in the wind.<\/p>\n
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By Claire<\/p>\n
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Her hair is thick like a pillow. Her eyes are like shiny marbles that roll around. Her smile is like the sun, bright and glowy. Her laugh is like a soft cloud roaming around the room. Her talk is like a calm water’s edge. Her arms are like flower stems. Her hands are glossy … Continue reading Ellie My Pony<\/span>