What is easy to lose?

My mum’s miniature red car keys that beep every time we lock our car, my silver shiny chained necklace  and a thin, small straw that gets lost in the grey, huge cupboard.

What is pretty?

A golden, yellow sunflower that blows around in a circle when it’s very windy like a hurricane, a small, fast butterfly that fly’s around in a great ginormous  crowd and a sparkling, fresh  flowers in the flesh, grass.

What is heavy?

A over – weight, massive oil tanker that runs through Cardiff, a gargantuan pylon that crackles like a witch that’s evilly creepy , a great massive monster that has a skinny little cat that could hiss like a snake.

What is skinny?

A skinny little cat that purrs quietly because it lives with a great big and tall troll that want’s to eat the old cat that, and a skinny, little door mouse that squeaks quietly in the great cave of tiny trolls.