Cut up the words in a poem and rearrange them into a new poem. Here's one but feel free to choose any poem!Dragons
Anita Wilson
Dragons flying in the sky
Swooping down and soaring high
Mighty wings, so awe inspiring
Always moving, never tiring
Outlined against a yellow sun
Giant shadows, having fun
Rising, diving, again repeating
In a game of dragons, meeting
Jeweled bodies in the light
A golden wingspan, shining bright
Powerful tails in joy entwining
Playing, while the sun is shining
Oh, how wondrous is this sight
When great dragons show delight
(From Writers Digest.com)
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