Devina's poem nugget

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A Grumpy Gold Nugget The gold awoke as he heard the shovel, he tried to hide, But to his dismay, the gold digger had found him. This is not a good day As he was picked up, the sun shone down on him. He tried to shine to impress, but he couldn’t with the sun beating down on him So he gave up and began to rest. Oh man I’m in such a mess.

Devina Chavda


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