I want to paint.
I want to paint
I want to paint a wasp whizzing from side to side.
I want to paint the taste of a drizzling lemon cake.
I want to paint a white and black zebra like a penguin rolling down an ice burg.
I want to paint the sound of me brushing my long hair.
I want to paint a blue person like someone from Charlie and the chocolate factory.
I want to paint a large sloth as giant as Mount Everest.
I want to paint nature as green as a green monster.
I want to paint animals like a group of birds.
I want to paint are clean classroom as fantastic as an exploding volcano.
I want to paint the memory of my dad having fun with us and exploding ketchup in my sisters face like a hawk hunting and catching its pray.
I want to paint a fuming fire coming out of a volcano.
I want to paint a beautiful moon sparkling and shimmering in the deep night sky.
I want to paint children screaming with laughter as high as a mouse squeaking.
I want to paint the beautiful bark on a tree.
I want to paint the end of this poem!
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