HERE IS A POEM THAT MY NIECE WROTE.

By Jade Andrea Snell

Make news to the wind cause I’m forsaken.

My howl Is deadly To your sweat poison dripping blood make the dead awaken.

Me and My army will roam this land for all eternity.

And as we howl you can still here our deadly voices scream In the wind As It blows through The night.

As we where dying perfect.

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