Scarecrow

Sahla Muneer VII B

I know I am made up of straw

But I won’t caw

As I scare the crows

I am the master’s glow

 

I am always alive in the field

To protect my master’s crop

I act as a shield

When the birds come to the field

 

I wish I could really move

And explore the nature around

But truly I can prove

That I could move around.                         

                                                                            

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