Poem.
the volcano erupted ash everywhere, where to run, the despair, the lava was hot, it ran all the way, to my caravan, tires are melting, what shall i do, i cannot walk on it, it will melt my shoe, the volcano was mad and spurted the ash out, everyone ran and gave a shout.
help help the people cried, quickly running inside, covered in ash and grey black dust choked all who poked their nose outside the door of their house, the volcano erupted all daylong, and all night, but not a person would come out, to frightened they would melt, ash and rock the volcano spit out,
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and lava that would melt, an angry volcano it did not stop, help i shout please do stop.
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