Go and open the red door,

maybe you will find some sweet apples,

a big rose or a red present from santa.

Go and open the frost door,

maybe you will find Jack frost freezing a car,

a snowman waiting for a nose or sparkling teeth smiling happily.

Go and open the shamrock door,

maybe you will find a snake slithering through the green grass,

a turtle as green as a cactus or a piece of cabbage feeling lonely after the others were eaten.

Go and open the watermelon door,

maybe you will find a red sea of seeds

or a postbox standing tall in the cold streets.