ONE LEG BY TESSA BRIONES

I had a pet, his name was Whitey

His feathers is as white as snow, and smooth like silk,

He always loves to stay up on his favorite Guava tree.

His other leg was bended, maybe that is why i love him more,

He hops and hops around.

I love to play with him, even feed him with corn on my palm.

One day I came from school, I called him Whitey! Whitey, Whitey!

Crooook! Croooook CrooooK! I looked around!

and run to his favorite Guava tree,

but he was not there!

At dinner I asked my family if they have seen Whitey,

They all answered me with a laugh,

It was because I was eating a fried chicken leg.