poem
On Monday, I saw a muntjac deer roaming the forest terrified of the noise of children playing at the park right by it.
On Tuesday, I went to Brandon country park and spotted squirrels looking for food scurrying through the leaves.
On Wednesday, I found a sharp flint lying around the cushioned forest floor.
On Thursday, I heard the loud crowd cheering on Brandon football club as a player scored.
On friday, i heard the loud chimes of the clock tower filling the market square with noise.
On Saturday, I smelt the fresh bakery bread filling the air as I walked past.
On Sunday, I saw the Hedgehogs shake their prickly pins like a group of knives.
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