The tasmanian devil
Once upon a time there was a baby tasmanian devil .
He sniffed the air “seems safe” he thought his tummy rumbled. He hadn't had any food since he saw his mother but that was a month ago now.
His ears pricked up “was it a rabbit?” the country of tasmania was so dry this summer so the rabbit was weak and in search of water. He pounced he finally had food. He bit into it yum delicious.
“Now time to find my mum.”
One hour,two hours,three hours
“ glad I saved some rabbit from dinner he said as his stomach rumbled yet again “ excuse me what are you doing in the middle of tasmania?” asked a female tasmanian devil he did not answer “What is your name?” she asked “george” he replied “george what?”
George thimbleton” he said.
“GEORGE” She said and they all lived happily ever after
the end
By Lily Dickinson
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