| Why do adventures always happen to Malcom The Mushroom? | ||||
| Malcom was happy. He was on holiday in Whitby, walking past the whalebone arch with a bag of chips. "Wow", he thought, "whales sure are big!" He walked past the sea, along the promenade, eating an ice-cream. "Wow", he thought, "seas sure are big!" He walked past the old stone church, which was advertising ghost walks, eating sandwiches. "Wow", he thought, "churches sure are big!" He walked past the bungalow hotel where he was staying drinking & up. "Wow!", he thought, "hotels sure are big!" He walked past the RNLI lifeboat station, eating a chocolate bar. "Wow", he thought, "lifeboats sure are big!" He went rockpooling on the beach, eating crabsticks. "Wow", he thought, "rocks sure are big!" He went to have a cup of tea in a nearby tea room. "Wow", he thought, "teacups sure are big!" He walked all the way to the top of the cliffs munching maltesers. "Wow", he thought, "cliffs sure are big!" A man was also walking to the top of the cliffs. "Wow", he thought, "mushrroms sure are small!" |
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