behind the door
Go and open the sea green door,
Maybe you will see a glimmering emerald
Making a green light flashing in the moonlight.
Go and open the fuchsia door,
Maybe you will see elated pink clouds dancing
On the pink chopping board
Go and open the brown door,
Maybe you will see a bird pooping on a clean red car
Or a brown tootsie pop. Ew!
Go and open the white door,
You’ll probally see nothing
You’ll just feel air.
Go and open the coral door,
Maybe you will see the coral reef
Filled with excitement.
Go and open the smoke door,
Maybe you will see a burning cake of sadness.
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