The Frog Fly Feed

Chapter 1: Jack and his family

One day there was a fly named Jack he lived on some dog poo.

Jack had a friend named Tom who was a Fruit Fly.

Dung beetles invaded their house twenty five times a day.

Jack’s house had a tunnel in the middle of the dung. It was about 1 or 2 cm wide and the dung was 8 cm tall and 10 cm wide. His house was a big piece of dog crap.

Jack had a sister who was fussy and spoilt, who was called Lulu.

“Mum, Jack stole my dung doll” his sister would say.

“Ok Jack your not going to Tom’s banana today” said Jack’s mum.

“Well first I need to rip the crap doll’s head off, hahahahahaha.” 

“Boohoo Boohoo Boopoo NewPoo MooMoo!”

“Oh yeah” “I’ve finally done it!!!”

Jack howled. His mother stared at Jack.

“Jack apologise at once” 

“Why, because she’s a spoilt little brat”

“Jack go to your room this instant”

“No you old hag”.

While Jack was doing that Tom stuck his head in the window staring.

Haha, thought Tom as he started walking back to his Banana.

The next morning Tom’s mum said, “Jack, dad’s going today”

“What?!” Yelled Jack as he slammed the door of his room.

The next day Jack went to poo: instead of school.

Jack loved maths and was really good at it he’s also good at reading and writing.

Lulu went to the church

today she’s going

Hhmmmmmmmmmmmm

Then from outside the church she heard “Mercy don’t kill me!”

“Ribbet!” “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Lulu screamed.

Gulp.

Chapter Two: The Frog

“What’s that noise? It’s coming from outside” screeched Jack’s mum named Lucy. They ran outside and then ran back in. Bbbbbbbzzzzzzzzzzz. Ribbet.

“Lulu’s dead! Noooo!” They both yelled.

The next day mum turned on the poos: instead of news on the poovision instead of television.

“Oh no” they yelled, “254 Flies were eaten at the Church and all together 1657 have been eaten. There’s only 2222 flies in all of Buzz town” “Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” They yelled.

“That frog’s going to pay” said Jack angrily.

“Look, they’re using pooers to kill it with their Crap Guns” said mum excitedly.

“Oh yeah go shoot that frog to pieces” said Jack

Ribbet

“Hide!” yelled mum.

“Where?” asked Jack.

“Attack the frog!” said the Poo Minister named John Coward.

Gulp Gulp Gulp Gulp

“You go over there and hide behind that poo. And you go over there” he said.

Bang bang bang bang.

The frog stepped on John Coward squish!!! “no, my lovely husband!” yelled his wife.

THE END