“Dinner,” shouted Mummy,
I was looking forward to this!
“Coming,” replied my rumbling tummy,
I was running down the carpeted stairs,
I opened the wooden door,(gasp)
“Wher…where is it?”
“Right here.” She placed the plate in front of me, phew,
With a huff and a puff Charlie appeared.
He sat down,
when all of a sudden…
A FLYING CARROT HIT ME?!
“Who did that?”
Then it hit me; I had a certain suspicion who.

Mum looked away,
I picked up my shiny fork,
and offer my tray,
My mash flicked up and splattered the clean white wall!
“Ahhh” screamed my frustrated mum,
“Look what you’ve done,
“I’ve only recently painted the room,
You pair of clumsy baboons.”
“I was eating my dinner,
when all of a sudden…
A FLYING CARROT HIT ME?!”

“Why would a flying carrot hit you?”
” Actually never mind, who was it?”
“It was him.”
Stop lying or I’ll throw you in the bin!”
“Not fair,
I’ll pull you’re hair!”
“Silence,” shouted mum.
We slowly turned around
and made one worried sound…
“I was eating my dinner,
when all of a sudden…
A FLYING CARROT HIT ME?!”
“Will you stop saying that?” asked mum angrily
“Oww,” shrieked mum, “a flying carrot hit me.”
“What?” me and Charlie asked?
“Don’t be silly mummy!”