In the land of Fantasticalfood – by Ella
In the land of Fantasticalfood
In the land of Fantasticalfood, I heard the gummy penguins gliding across the ice at full speed.
In the land of Fantasticalfood, I touched a shiny berry, that glistened in the sun light.
In the land of Fantasticalfood, I tasted a grape as sweet as candy floss, the inside as fluffy as a sheep.
In the land of Fantasticalfood, I saw a burger running away from its own shadow, its insides leaking onto the floor.
In the land of Fantasticalfood, I smelt freshly baked doughnuts with the smell seeping into my nose.
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