Behind the doors
Go open the peacock door ,
Maybe you`ll see a peacock waving its feathers
Inspiration in the air
And the sky watching over
Go open the ginger door,
Maybe you`ll see a fluffy , calm fox
Sleep washing over it curled up in the long , wavy grass
Go open the daisy door ,
Maybe you`ll see a fiend
Covered in daisies blowing in the wing
Growing freely and happily
Go open the bumblebee door,
Maybe you`ll see bumble bees
flying around finding pollen
For their loyal queen
Go open the jam door
Maybe you`ll see a bakery
with Warm jam in the front window
With people crowded around hungrily
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