I stood in the room of,furious footballs
And left with an unexpected bruise.
I stood in the room of, pure white snow
And hid underneath my warm,comfy
Delighted blanket.
I stood in the room of,sparkling suns and left
As burnt as a crisp on a summer morning.
I stood in the room of colossal,clocks and I
Got stood on whilst being waved at.
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