I have never seen a dragoon breathing fire on top of mount Everest flying with it’s shiny pink and red wing’s,

but I have seen a camp fire spiting out tiny small shiny embers.

I have never touched an oven burning meat from the farm nearby,

but I have touched an oven not burning.

I have never heard a whimpering wolf’s howl in an echoing cave on Everest,

but i have heard a brown chocolate Labrador bark on a Sunday morning.

I have never tasted a fresh french snail from a five star restaurant in Paris,

but I have tasted warm, soft chocolate waffle from Casper’s desserts .

I have never smelt the sweet smelt of a golden apple in Windsor castle,

but I have smelt a ruby red apple under the glimmering sun.