Go and open the white door maybe you’ll see,

Clouds as white as milk,

Crystal clouds in the sky,

Black milk sitting on the table waiting for you.

Go and open the blue door maybe you’ll see,

The sky cry as its tears fall into the sea,

Rain soon become the sea,

Blue cotton candy melt with your saliva.

Go and open the pink door maybe you’ll see,

A water bottle turn into a plastic tray,

A beautiful sunset cover the sky,

A pretty parquet floor.

Go and open the green door maybe you’ll see,

A sick feeling,

A cucumber turn into watermelon,

Shrek fight his enemy.

Go and open the yellow door maybe you’ll see,

A cutter slice bruised bananas,

A highlighter turn into a flower,

Cheese slowly dissolved into a gooey puddle in the pan.