You are a peeled banana,sat in the stinking bin,not happy but upset.

You are a piece of chicken,sat on a plate surrounded by vegetables,waiting to be eaten.

You are an elephant in pain,waiting to be helped and fixed ,sad and hopeless.

You are a ball,soaring through the air like a bullet.

You are a princess sat on a wooden chair,  pretending it’s a throne,waiting for her prince.

You  are like a plane flying through the  never ending sky like a frisbee.

You are like a million pound,rich and powerful,waiting to be snapped up.

You  are like a box,lonely and left out side Mr.Chase’s house,waiting to get picked up.