I want to paint

                                 I want to paint...


I want to paint.

The fox tiptoeing to it’s dinner.

The rocket slowly separates silver capsules.

I want to paint a boa constrictor strangling it’s food in the torrential luxurious jungle.

The arrow sharp as a chainsaw rushing forward to skin.

I want to paint an educational egg making a crack.

The eggshell was as sharp as a  knife and the  slimy  yoke spilled everywhere.

I want to paint a peregrine falcon diving 390 km to its prey. 

The killer whale break dancing in the deep moana.

I want to paint a coke fizzing and when opened it exploded everywhere.

The candle slowly vanishing making everything dismal.

I want to paint the rest of the poem but I ran out of paint  ):

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