She has chosen an interesting way of expressing her feelings. She began by making a few pom-poms. Then she created a pom-pom garden and now she has moved on to a pom-pom empire. She had better leave soon or we shall be over-run by pom-poms.
As Nigel drives her to university on Monday, pom-poms will hop and bounce along, squeaking and following the car down the road like the Pied Piper of Hamlyn.
On second thoughts, perhaps I shall try to persuade the pom-poms to stay with me. They can snuggle up to me on the sofa when I watch telly at night. They will be company for me.
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