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Magical Poem

In the room of plants, 

I felt as if there were ants in my pants making me dance. 

 

In the room of time, 

I ate a lime whilst the clocks danced to the song I sang. 

 

In the room of darkness, 

I could see clearly as if it was through glasses as clear as the sky. 

 

In the room of decisions, 

I cleaned the kitchen’s, and, in my vision, I completed my ambitions. 

 

In the room of food, 

was in a mood because I didn’t know who’d stole my snood. 

 

In the room of art, 

I played paintball with a dart as they began to fly away. 

 

In the room of sun, 

It was so warm that my heart began to run. 

 

In the room of water, 

I began to falter. 

 

In the room of icicles, 

rode a bicycle whilst I fell on the slippery concrete. 

 

In the room of work, 

kind of smirked as I knew the answer to everything 

In the room of plants, 

I felt as if there were ants in my pants making me dance. 

 

In the room of time, 

I ate a lime whilst the clocks danced to the song I sang. 

 

In the room of darkness, 

I could see clearly as if it was through glasses as clear as the sky. 

 

In the room of decisions, 

I cleaned the kitchen’s, and, in my vision, I completed my ambitions. 

 

In the room of food, 

was in a mood because I didn’t know who’d stole my snood. 

 

In the room of art, 

I played paintball with a dart as they began to fly away. 

 

In the room of sun, 

It was so warm that my heart began to run. 

 

In the room of water, 

I began to falter. 

 

In the room of icicles, 

rode a bicycle whilst I fell on the slippery concrete. 

 

In the room of work, 

kind of smirked as I knew the answer to everything 

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