Week 34 The daffodil by Mathew O’G

Yesterday as I was eating my huge ninety-nine sprinkled with grated chocolate  I spotted a man sprinkling something into the ground.

Every day I came under the bridge suspicious of what was on the ground. Nothing happened for ages … until one fateful day a huge daffodil sprung up from the ground.  Everyone stared in amazement. The next day pink tulips emerged from the ground. The town became a huge tourist attraction. Buildings were getting re-named and re-designed.

The town was in chaos.

 

THE END.

 

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