ANZAC poem - work in progress

poppy's red as blood  
humans pale as snow 
guns  brown as leather 
hats  as green as grass 
nifes as siver as 50 cents 
bows as black as mold 
cookies as bergendy as a box

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ANZAC day poem

roses are red 
vilets are blue 
a soulier just deid 
so I hate you