James had always been interested. One freezing afternoon he walked past a strange ally. Through the ally James saw a grey metal dusty door. There was a huge emporium. In the emporium there was sweets, footballs, books and more. The football is shaped like a foot.  

Go and open the pink door,

Maybe there is

A cherry blossom waiting to be smelt,

Candy floss waiting to be eaten

Or a tongue licking a ice lolly.

Go and open the blue door

Maybe there is

There’s a blue whale in the sea.

Under the sky

Or a butterfly flying around.

Go and open the orange door,

Maybe there is,

A flame lighting up the room,

A cat running away from water,

or carrot waiting to be eaten.

In the room full of pandas, 

Everything was bamboo. 

In a room full of footballs, 

I scored many goals. 

In a room of full of soup, 

I was never hungry. 

In the room full of phone’s, 

I broke them all. 

In the room full of craziness,  

There was Alex’s every where 

In the room of piggy’s 

I rode a pig. 

In the room of volcanos, 

I exploded.