My Home Wagga Wagga

• Zara Berrigan, Grade 2
• Poetry
• 2019

I live where there is a busy road
zooming and moving.
I live on a windy top floor
where the wind goes swish, swish!
My home Wagga Wagga.

I live where it goes clang! Crash!
Meow! Bang! Crang!
I live where I can’t sleep a wink!
My home Wagga Wagga.