The colourful passages
Through the green door
I saw Celtic FC thrashing rangers as if they were Real Madrid
A grass patch where rain droplets waddle everywhere,
Some nettles waiting patiently to sting some innocent person,
A lonely lizard lying in the grass waiting for a friend,
Through the red door
I saw Liverpool playing in the champions league as Mo Sala scored the most perfect penalty,
A fruit orchard where there was an amazing amount of apples there,
A heart imprisoned in a rib cage breaks free from the humans body,
The vampire always drinks a glass of blood before going to bed.
Through the yellow door
I saw Ukraine Portugal, it was a close game the players prayed that they would pull through and low and behold Ukraine won,
A honey pot frozen in the freezing fridge,
A lemon in a drink waiting patiently to tingle your taste buds as you take the first sip,
Some corn in a field sunbathing in the heat.
Through the orange door
I frolicked about on a field filled with very big orange trees,
A piece of macaroni breaking free from the humans grasp,
A basketball getting bruises from being bounced up and down
A fire show amazing you but also filling you with fear.
Through the blue door
I stared at the surprisingly still sky,
A blue whale singing a song
A blue hoodie in a shop waiting from someone to buy them,
An eye giving you a nerve racking hard stare.
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