On my way to school I saw a banana.
It was a rotten banana.
It was a squashed, rotten banana.
It was a mouldy, squashed, rotten banana.
It was a disgusting, mouldy, squashed, rotten banana.
It was a black, disgusting, mouldy, squashed, rotten banana.
So I picked it up and put it in the compost bin.
By Hannah W.
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Hi Hannah, thanks for the comment.You have a really fab blog!
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