Mummy Giraffe.. by Zita

Mother was looking at herself in the mirror, for the fourth time today..  “Go make me a cuppa’ you brat!” she yelled. “Ok” I said as I slumped away. “I’m going to make this the most diabolical tea she’s ever tasted!” I thought to myself. I put in old milk, some greasy oil from our stove, even an entire jar of salt! I melted my concoction in a large jug and poured the nasty brown liquid into a cup. I went into the other room where she grabbed the tea and sipped. Her neck began to grow and spots were appearing, she was a giraffe!