Sight Word Poem of the Week May 8-12
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Two Funny, Little Red Apples
Two funny, little red apples
Fell from a tree one day. Both small apples rolled and rolled Till they got far away. They rolled into a big, green yard, Right past three white dogs. They rolled right past a cold, blue lake, And over four brown logs. |
They didn’t stop. They kept on going,
Fast as a speeding train. Until they felt some small, wet drops Fall from the dark sky as rain. They rolled into a pretty, new house, Where a kind lady made them dry. Then she put the two clean, red apples Into her apple pie! |