I want to paint the impossibility of the sun and the moon colliding,

I want to paint the sweet scent of a glazed jam donut,

I want to paint the scent of some melting marshmallow over the crackling fire,

I want to paint the sound of a bursting tyre after a nasty needle spiked it,

I want to paint the shock of an electric wire,

I want to paint the sound of a lair speaking to a teacher,

I want to paint the sound of a hawk screeching in the shadows of the sunlight,

I want to paint the end of the magical poem