Respuesta :
The plastic bag got dropped on the street by it’s owner.. It was windy that day, but the bag still wanted to have fun. So, he waited for the red light and walked across the street to the cafe, looked through the windows and saw everyone enjoying themselves. This made him happy, and he continued his walk down his local boulevard. As the day progressed, the wind got less strong and he was tired from walking all day, so leaned against a brick wall and rested.
If I were a thanksgiving turkey...
I would look for places to hide
I would listen for hunters
I would watch people pick other birds
I’d want to live to be very old
If I were a thanksgiving turkey...
I would smell very good on the kitchen table
I would taste yummy
I would be stuffed with lots of stuffing
I would wish that I could fly very high and very far away
I would dream to be an eagle instead of a turkey
I would look for places to hide
I would listen for hunters
I would watch people pick other birds
I’d want to live to be very old
If I were a thanksgiving turkey...
I would smell very good on the kitchen table
I would taste yummy
I would be stuffed with lots of stuffing
I would wish that I could fly very high and very far away
I would dream to be an eagle instead of a turkey