I want to paint a prowling, powerful panther zooming through the tall grass to catch his prey,

A shimmering, silent sunflower blowing in the wind,

A colossal crushing cannonball flying through the air.

I want to paint a luxurious, rapid Porsche 911 roaring through the city like a leopard,

A massive full library bustling with people like baboons chattering annoyingly,

A tiny green shoot making its way out of the ground like a frog leaping towards a fly.

I want to paint the impossibility of dolphins jumping over wooden hurdles splashing water everywhere,

I want to paint the smell of delicious, sugary donuts which came out of the oven 2 minutes ago,

I want to paint the sound of kids screaming and shouting in the playground.

I want to paint the end of this poem.