Once there was a scarecrow that lived in a park. Everybody wanted to see this scarecrow, so everybody kept going to the park, so there was a problem. There is the scarecrow! Said a man. He looks like He’s made from brass! Said a very posh lady. Everybody stayed there for 8 HOURS! So at MIDNIGHT, they left. So, he ran away, bought the £10.00 House next door to the park. So, in the morning, everybody came again and looked at the place where Fred was. Then everybody started screaming and saying:
ARRAH! THE SCARECROW IS GONE!