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The Ghost of the Quaggy
Splash, Splash goes the ghost of the Quaggy,
Shallow Dirty
Smells like muddy water
And especially likes biscuits
At night when its misty
It comes out To eat
And climbs Up sand
Up rocks Like the
Sea eats
The land
Harriet Conti
Joint winner of the River of Words competition
The Scary Quaggy
The Quaggy
Is dirty
Tastes horrible
The Quaggy
Is a scary green monster
With wide eyes
Eyes bigger than a person
It comes out all day and all night
Looking for meat
People meat
It sits on them
And that’s how it swallows them
Elizabeth Conti
Joint winner of the River of Words competition