Old Writing: Part 21::My Blob

Probably 6th grade again. The prompt must have been something about using color.

My Blob

Ho! Ho! Ho! I see my sophisticated horse [is] as lazy as ever. There’s the red snail in his shell. The blue moon. The orange moon and the violet moon off in the yellow sunset. If you look closely you can see a lopsided champagne glass. The snail just pushed his triangle head out of his shell.

The teacher wrote “Good” on the paper. I am curious what was good about this writing.

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