Albert Clawbeak: The Irate Albatross

I was provided with three words to write a short paragraph on:

• Small Child

• Albatross

• Suitcase

The irate Albatross swooped down on the small child, smelling the sweet odour of the illegally imported contraband in the accompanying suitcase. "Squark, squark. Peck, peck, peck"exclaimed Albert Clawbeak as he struggled to separate child and case. "Bugger off Clawbeak" yelled the traumatised young 'un. "You're never getting my Spanish chorizo! Its for me pasta sauce!" Somewhat deterred, Clawbeak flew off, resolving to learn how to open suitcases next time.