POP, SIZZLE , BANG! As I walk into a cloud of strong smells.
Oh no not this again as I marched to my room stamping my feet.
I groan as I come back to the table.
I just can’t eat it as I keep steering at it, my heart sank.
I just can’t bear this
horrible dish siting here.
The End
BY CLEO
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