My weekend in Brandon 

On Monday, I find a Brandon rock 

It  was pant with all the colours of a rambo and was dancing around like 

No one was there .

On Tuesday, I walk through the country park 

With a black and gold voodoo bmx bike.

On Wednesday , I saw a munjake in the forest

Jump though the bracken  and in & out of the tree line .

On Thursday , I touch a flint 

The shape ejeser  of the flint  cut my hand slowly.

On Friday, I smell grass 

The fresh ferdis cut grass in the morning.

On saturday , I hear the  morning  gosep 

Though the  Town.

On Sunday, I dream of a 

Golden pheasant fly in to the slisin sun seter.