Planets Go On a Playground

In the middle of May Eight little planets Went out to play They saw a sad planet named Pluto. It is such a nice day, we could go jump in a sleigh or roll in the hay. Mercury asked, “Why would we jump in a sleigh in the middle of May? Why don’t we just swing on the sun’s rays?” So nine little planets played all day. Aunika Alch Age 12
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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