Perspective Poem
I Am a Griffin
I am a Griffin
I wonder if I will ever eat again
I hear a creature coming
I see a big animal looking around
I want to eat it
I am running toward it
I pretend I’m a wrecking ball
I feel determined
I touch the animal with my beak
I understand it’s a lot of food
I say finally food
I dream of being a regular animal someday
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