There are people sitting all around,
the ground is wet and muddy.
The picture on the wall is pretty,
the trees are dead.
There is a big puddle on the sidewalk.
There is a weird shed in the corner and sharing is caring is what Mrs. Tucei just said to me.
Big green tree is feeling scared because of all the witchcraft going on in the courtyard and it is probably cold.
The orange cone is tipped over,
because it can not hold it's self up.
Trash everywhere, the land does not like it