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Grass
by Amy
I'm grass.
At sunrise I am like a jungle to all the bugs.
When I am wet I get many slugs.
In the afternoon I get stepped on
Everyday by a boy named John.
When rain falls it feels like tears,
But I often see sunshine.
I also see a lot of things that are not mine.
As you can see being grass is not easy!
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