Go and open the doors
Go and the hot pink door,
Maybe there’s a
blossom tree younger then a child ,
A flamingo waiting to eat some crabs
And a unicorn that’s soft
And fluffy .
Go and open the green door
Maybe you’ll see a apple tree with shining apples glowing in the sun,
A cactus sharper than a thorn or
A leaf fresh like fresh hot buns.