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Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Sausage Poem
Today's poem is a Sausage Poem - a string of words which are "linked" with the same letters/sounds at the endings and beginnings of words. An extra challenge is to go full circle and have the last letter of the sentence match the first letter. It's a lot harder than it sounds! Here's my meager attempt. Before you judge me - give it a try yourself!
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I've never heard of a sausage poem before. How fun! I'll have to try this one out on my students! :)
ReplyDeleteA.J. - It was a lot harder than I thought it would be. When you write one, post it here!
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