I want to paint

I want to paint a snowy white cloud, a cloud that is floating that is floating – guarding the Gods,

An old cupboard that is squeaky and has lost it’s colour;

A furious Ferrari charging down the A3 at full speed, making other cars look like snails;

Raven’s flying in the sky, intimidating people from below;

A football flying into a top corner of the goal in Old Trafford;

I want to paint a plane rapidly flying through the night sky, giving the passengers the full luxury they have earned.