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Olivia Beaudoin Poem
What if all our tires were square?
Well, we couldn't go here or there!
We couldn't go, well, anywhere!
If our tires were square...
We'd walk everywhere!
There wouldn't be much pollution in the air!
Airplanes couldn't take off anymore!
We'd go back in time, to the dinosaurs!
If tires were square....
We'd sail everywhere!
Circle shaped tires wouldn't be found.
Now, I am glad my tires are round.
Copyright © Olivia Beaudoin | Year Posted 2025
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Santa's coming down my chimney.
Maybe with a toy truck for Jimmy.
A doll for baby Bea,
A grand piano for me,
And a makeup kit for Sydney!
Copyright © Olivia Beaudoin | Year Posted 2025
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Good bread.
Baguettes and buns.
I like bread way too much.
Bagels toasted with butter. Yum.
I'm full.
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I like unicorns.
Huge majestic creatures with
beautiful manes. Yay!
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Candy canes with red swirls.
Hollies strung across the fireplace.
Ring-a-ling, go jingle bells from carolers.
Ice skating with your friends.
Saint Nick gives you presents to open on Christmas Day.
Tinsel wrapped around the tree.
Mothers making sweet treats.
A cookie for Santa, and carrots for his reindeer.
Santa climbing up and down chimneys,, delivering presents.
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