One awful day I saw a donkey with one eye.
It has one eye because a silly old hunter poked its eye with a sharp nail.
They put a new eye in the wonky donkeys eye.
After that the donkey jumped up and down. I ended up tired, so I went home.
The next day I saw the donkey again and it followed me so I took him where the horse lived to keep him safe from the hunter.
On the third day I got up and went to outside to feed the donkey.
I saw the donkey ran back to its mum and dad. I went back home and lay on my bed.
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