Go and open the red door,

Maybe you’ll see a ferocious dragon,

Or tomato paste being spread on the raw pizza dough.

Go and open the yellow door,

Maybe you’ll see a field full of daffodils,

Or even the relaxing drip from the butter off the toast.

Go and open the blue door,

Maybe you’ll see an explosion from a gas fire,

Or an ocean full of whales.

Go and open the gray door,

Maybe you’ll hear the trumpet that the elephant sings,

Or even the powder of an animals ashes.

Go and open the pink door,

Maybe you’ll see the fluff of candy floss,

Or a flamingo drinking water on one leg.