What Am I poem

It’s Touchy

When I walk down the aisle

People stare

People smile and tell jokes.

Like ‘can you give me a hand?’

I can’t stand it

when I touch things it just tickles.

He he he ha ha ha he ha. 

I have vains in me.

And I look like a zebra

I’m so stripey.

I walk on five legs.

Like a spider but a spider has eight legs.

And  people say hey spidee.

WHAT AM I?

-By Jacob

Can you please leave me a comment guessing what I am.

wow

On Friday we went to the Waikato Museum. Wow it was full of wearable arts. It was so cool my favourite was Hadies wife she was so cool. Now that I have been there I learnt that Hadies wife only comes out  in spring. My favourite bit was when I made my head piece.  The  museum will help me by discovering all the secrets of the arts.