At night I am in the savannah.

My big ears flop and bugs are buzzing.

The moonlight shines upon my back.

I am very scared because it’s pitch black.

I hear my feet thump on the ground.

My heart begins to pound.

I find some mud and roll around.

Then I go to a drinking hole,

I have to be quiet because the flamingos are sleeping.

I have to slip through a small gap to get a drink and wash all the mud off my feet.

The sun rises. I go to sleep. Goodnight me.