Chloe, in fourth grade, uses a repeating phrase and rhyming words to give her poem rhythm.

When I Was Upside Down

When I was upside down, my smile became a frown.
I wore a bright blue gown, but it made me look like a clown.

As I was hanging upside down, the world was moving all around.
My feet were on the roof, while my head was on the ground.

While I was hanging upside down, my long brown hair was dangling down.
My eyes were closed, my ears were shut, and I could not hear a sound.

Hanging upside down was fun for just a day.
Now I’m back on my feet, and I’m really ready to play!