In the room of electricity,  

The lights flickered on and off. 

In the room of obsession, 

You get obsessed over everything you see. 

In the room of the king, 

You can only see one thing there his highness sits on his throne looking at his pet chewing on a bone. 

In the room of happiness, 

You will need to pass the test up and on the black bird’s nest there will be true happiness. 

In the room of fire, 

You tire but beware there may be a bear he will fight you for your cheese, but he will stop if you say please. 

In the room of smiles, 

You will be there a while in the dark Theres a park called something strange about smiles. 

In the room of time, 

It is controlled by a mime he cannot talk until you rewind the sideways clock then it turns to a key for the door that gives out tea. 

In the room of fear, 

there are whispers in your ear you are caught in a trap and can only hear a tap then the sound slowly fades you are holding in the ace of spades then a shadow calls your name it is time to lose your fame. 

In the room of craze, 

The shadow cast his gaze towards the door that opened with a roar there he stands the king of craze time goes on as you lose your mind the key to the you shall never find.