Gone!

Gone!

Fences all around as the great mighty beast punches down the enemy.

It’s roaring loud as it rolls around.

It’s mighty teeth digging into the wood making it go down.

Crunching and munching nobody can hear anymore .

Smashing it to pieces making sure it’s all crushed.

It’s like a chef making sure there’s no big bits of vegetables in the soup.

Pieces of wood flying everywhere like birds soaring in the sky.

I can’t believe my eyes when I see nothing left, just big piles of dirt and wood while the digger rolls around like it has won the fight.

It takes it away, There’s nothing left.

It’s GONE!