The Mysterious, Magical Poem by Amelia T.
In the room of spicy kitchens,
The oven grill exploded and burnt the walls.
In the room of clouds,
I leaped to cloud to cloud.
In the room of hard footballs,
Your energy loses because all you do is kick footballs.
In the room of burning electricity,
I got electrocuted.
In the room of of furious bunny,
They hopped ragingly.
In the room of moons,
The moon was as bright as a burning sun.
In the room of diarys,
I read everyone’s secrets.
In the room of chocolate,
It melted so I swam in it contentedly.
In the room of Spinning planets,
Mars exploded by the sun.
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