It was a cold day in July the captain on the ship was getting coffee. BANG! He fell over and spilled his coffee on him self. The boat was being pulled! The captain rushed to the control room. He looked at the radar. There was something huge pulling the boat and boat was heading for Venice. Even with her mighty engine in reverse, the ocean liner went further and further into the canal in Venice, crashing into buildings. Then the ship stopped suddenly, a huge whale came out of the water and put it’s mouth over the ship and ate the ship. People were screaming and then the whale clamped his mouth over Venice and Venice was gone.
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I made this story when i was in 6 grade and i know it's not a poem but tell me if you think it's good and be honest now
Please tell me what you think
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This really isn't a poem though...
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I know it's not a poem but what do you think of it
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Needs more imagery.
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