In the room of happiness,

the walls laughed loudly 

and the cushions turned into confetti.

In the room of cleverness,

my brain turned as big as Albert Einsteins.

In the room of strength,

my muscles turned huge like a bodybuilder’s.

In the room of horror,

a creepy girl crept out of the TV.

In the room of beauty,

my face turned pale.

Finally, I stood in the room of bees,

and honey came out of my hands.