I want to paint a train
I want to paint the Highland Falcon thundering down its track.
I want to paint the sneaking sound of the smoke billowing out of the Highland Falcon as loud as a lion’s roar.
I want to paint the distance between a horse galloping and the Highland Falcon chasing its track.
I want to paint the sensation of the Golden carriages bumping along the uneven track like a monkey swinging beteen the branches and vines.
I want to paint the sound of the Highland Falcon chugging down the track and building up speed like a pack of wolves chasing a young deer.

I want to paint the smell of excitement buzzing around the Highland Falcon as quick as a cheetah.
I want to paint the taste of fresh, rosy apples being picked in an orchard as peaceful as a kitten sleeping in its basket.
I want to paint the sound of scenery wizzing past as thunderous as an elephant jumping up and down.
I want to paint the sound of the smoke droning outside like a hornets nest which has been disturbed or harmed.
I want to paint the sound of the wheels shrieking outside as disturbing as a bat screaming with its friends.