On the island of Night,

I could see sad shadows approaching,

Bone-cruncher, shadow-leaker and madness-catcher.

On the island of Muck,

Dangerous dirt mounted into my shoes,

Whilst wild ************* took over all of the remaining lawn.

On the island of Lego,

I began to feel the bricks climbing into my shoes,

which welcomed the agony in my shoes.

On the island of books,

Wet and warm paper wrapped around everything,

with words bring your imaganson to life.

On the island of Friendship,

everyone scrambles for a new fine friend,

whilst they are ready, respectful and safe.

On the island of Space,

stars covered the ground like it was the sky,

although shooting stars crashed into the ground.