I the room of love,

I make a lovely loving potion

In the room of shiny disco balls,

they play music and sing.

In the room of sharp teeth,

they try chomping me like I am food.

In the room of water bottles,

cold lemonade falls from the sky

In the room of planes,

the engine roars like a lion.

In  the room of a scary forest,

monkeys follow me like I am their mother.