My Poem

I found a rat under my mat,

I get a bat before it escape my mat.

A mat without a rat, we wouldn't use the bat.

I see a dog, which makes me wanna eat hot dog.

Meat is so yummy it makes me wanna rub my tummy.

Sausages are tasteful it makes my tummy rumble. My tummy grumbles for some apple crumble. I wanna ride but my car died. It was so sad to see my mum and dad so mad. I saw a horse ridding of course. My dog has a brown hair that it want me to stare.