1. Picture Poems:- Blackpool By Sarah Jane Callender

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3. The whistling of the wind howls like a lion in the seaside breeze. The neon lights dazzle in the darkness as she awakes. Would you be able to resist her sweet call? Would you be able to resist her charms? Would you be able to resist her sweet call? Would you be able to resist her charms? Tourists come and endure her love and light. The horns beep to what seems like a beat as she fills up with her tourists. Her heart racing; pulsing; raging as her eyes light up and sparkle like diamonds. The beaming lights shine like never ending stars. The beaming lights shine like never ending stars. Illuminations, hallucinations... The dragons fire lights up the town, illuminating everything in its path.