In Team 184 we recorded the poem I Love the Look of Words. It is by: Maya Angelou. It goes like this. Popcorn leaps, popping from the floor of a hot black skillet and into my mouth. Black Words leap, snapping from the white page. Rushing into my eyes sliding into my brain which gobbles them the way my tongue and teeth chomp the buttered popcorn. When I have stop reading ideas from the word stay stuck in my mind, like the sweet smell of butter perfuming my fingers long after the popcorn is finished. I love the book and the look of words the weight of ideas that popped into my mind I love the tracks of new thinking in my mind. THE END.
Written By: Teammates A.L.S and K.M.K
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