I have never seen a pig fly,
but I have seen a black bird glided past.
I have never ridden a dragon by the sea,
but I have mounted a donkey on Skegness beach.
I have never climbed up Mount Everest,
but I have climbed up a hill in the countryside.
I have never held a cat,
but I have handled a dog in my house.
I have never jumped as high as the clouds,
but I have jumped as high as the net around the trampoline was.
I have never befriended a fox,
but I have befriended my dog named Charley.
I want to paint a cut fluffy bunny as soft as clouds as white as a polar bear fur that is covered in snow.From the biter climate as small snow foxes run in the snow.
Generally, the carpet goblin has pokodots all over him.
Typically, they have slimy skin, eyebrows made of feathers so they can barely see, and they wear old carpet parts.
Usually, they eat old pieces of fluff from the bin behind the carpet shop, so I assume that’s why the always cough up fur balls.
A never ending meal to get my food
Sneaking down the stairs, Jake dodged the second step in case it made a big bang. When he got to the bottom, Jake hesitated, but all he could hear was silence. Scratching on the door, the big bulldog was running around the kitchen.
It was only about 10 minutes later when Jake entered grumbling graveyard. All he could see was old greasy burgers and pizza dumped everywhere. Darkness filled the air as mosquitoes flew around the gravestones Jake could smell beautiful fresh air and could hear a little breeze: it was a be a lovely day!
Happily, Jake sat down next to the log cabin and he could taste the wood. It was very empty in the graveyard, nobody was there. But for a split second he saw an evil icy dragon inside whizzing up the stairs. Jake stared into the window but it never came back. All night, Jake just sat there. Eventually he laid down, and slept, dreaming of a huge monster with giant, big red eyes.
Three hours later, he woke up. Something was creeping towards him. Who was it? Exhausted, clueless, and scared, Jake raced across the forest. What was there? Where were they? Jake was getting hot, but not from the clammy weather. But for a moment he paused. He could hear somebody breathing. Then a cyan eye flickered. THEN, a loud voice moaned in the distance…
As winter came around, the wind crept through the windows, and frost scraped against the bonnet of the car. Jake slowly strolled to the decrepit house, but the smell of stinky rats filled the air. All he could hear was a strong blow of the wind. He couldn’t move his fingers. He could barely move. Winter was here.
Snow falling on tarmac
The fireplace lights up
Frost covers the rooftops
The rusty mini
The bonnet of the rusty ancient mini was as old as a mummy.
The elderly classroom
The elderly classroom was a mess, books and cabinets were all over the place, plus they are all frozen stiff.
The Haunted House
The haunted abandons was dumped in the corner of bramble bushes and trees.
The rusty old bike
The rusty old bike was engulfed in sludge, with tangled leaves and it was covered in cobwebs.
You are a supercharged villain
Flying in between the snowy mountains,
In the countryside looking for a hero to come.
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