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,
I 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,
I rode a bicycle whilst I fell on the slippery concrete.
In the room of work,
I 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,
I 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,
I rode a bicycle whilst I fell on the slippery concrete.
In the room of work,
I kind of smirked as I knew the answer to everything.
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