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Write a poem about any fairytale

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Answer:

He asks me where I'm going

A competition he suggests

The hood pulled tight I keep walking

I keep the food

And collect more

I go to the mill

Knock Knock Knock

Her voice is frail, a 'sore' throat

The big ears, to hear me

The big arms, to hug me

The big eyes, to see me

Where is grandma?

Why right here dear

I drop the food

I run

And I run

Until I'm far away from the mill

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