Hi. Caspian here.
Mark was my home teacher today as Mum had an operation. She’s home now and said I can bake bread tomorrow and we can all go for a country walk to look at the changes in the season. I had a call with Feis Rois today. I also had some maths and spelling. In literacy I had to make a poem about an unusual pet and to be as imaginative as I fancied. Here it is:
Once, there was a pie,
Its smell made you die.
Because it was no apple pie.
It was a fly.
It had never bathed, sly.
He is my pet,
He says his name is Kev.
We ran through the streets,
And fell in feet.
They smelled like peat.
We both drowned,
But we made it loud.
Please leave how you thought of it in the comments.
Bye!