The little pussy cat is squashed like pancake as she tries to get through the door.
Little pussy is groaning like a giant’s tummy.
I think the cat is saying...
“I want that fish for dinner. Yum,yum,yum. I am scratching the door to get out. Ooh no, I think I am stuck. My face is squashed in the white wooden door. Now I will never get my fish for dinner.”
By Harriet
Year 5
By Harriet
Year 5
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