Go through the yellow door, 

Maybe you’ll find bananas  

in pyjamas. 

Go through the blue door, 

Maybe you’ll find the ocean  

laying over the earth like a cosy blanket. 

Go through the grey door, 

Maybe you’ll find a tiny elephant, 

on the doorstep. 

Go through the brown door, 

Maybe you’ll find a bear  

waiting to give you a scare. 

Go through the orange door, 

Maybe you’ll see an ice cold flame  

from a far. 

Go through the pink door, 

Maybe you’ll find a cherry blossom tree  

in the middle of the warm desserts of Egypt. 

Go through the green door, 

Maybe you’ll feel yourself freshen up  

with the minty breeze hitting your face. 

Go through the white door, 

Maybe you’ll find yourself rolling 

 around in the warm snow. 

Go through the black door, 

Maybe you’ll find an erupted volcano 

 and Coal being launched everywhere. 

Go through the red door, 

Maybe you’ll find a spicy chilli  

in the middle of an Icy Park. 

Go through the violet door, 

Maybe you’ll find lavender in a garden  

making the air as fresh as a freshly picked apple.