When I had a bath,

I saw a mysterious path.

 

The path was long and orange,

Like my sisters imaginary country Borange.

 

I saw a cat run along the path,

I don’t know why I got out of the bath

,

The path and I were separated

The sound was like a bomb detonated.

 

I went to tell my mum everything,

when she turned into a wood carving.

she was sharp,

and as huge as a carp.

 

But now is the time to end,

Because miss khan may need to mend my work.