Go and open the blue door,
maybe there is –
the vast ocean, stretching to the horizon,
the clear sky sitting calmly on a seat of fluffy clouds
or a blue bird singing a sweet melody.
Go and open the yellow door,
maybe there is a flood of buttercups swaying in the breeze,
a golden goblet filled with the finest wine
or a lioness ready to pounce.
Go and open the red door,
maybe there is a ring of fire,
one bucket of flaming molten lava
or a plump tomato on a tabletop.
I want to paint…
A flying pig, drifting through the glistening clouds, while singing oink oink. I want to paint the feeling of chocolate mud smothered all around you, a mud ice pop. Just imagine a fat pig flying over the whole of Paris!
I want to a really speedy turtle running up and down Mount Everest and the freezing cold snow hitting your head one by one.
I want to paint a rabbit…. not fast, not medium…. but slow!
I want to a snake with 799 legs which only eats humans.
I want to paint a football, sitting mysteriously in a lonely Rock reflecting the moon on a lonely mountain.
I want to paint a dog leash pulling the shinny clouds to land while on a magical dog.
I want to paint a watch which does not tell you the time because it tells you when your next huge glow up is, or when you sadly die.
I want to paint a tomato but it tastes like a massive pile of old, worn out leaves.
I want to paint chocolate tasting like rotten, rusty old peas.
I want to paint a glow sick which does not glisten or glow!
I want to paint grass tasting like chocolate and dark, old peas.
I want to paint …
I want to paint a hamster running through a field of flowers
In the star soaked midnight sky.
I want to paint a cat’s meow in the warm summer.
I want to paint a shiny sunset sky rising under the gold sun.
I want to paint a shimmering,smiling starfish under the sparkling sea.
I want to paint the distance between an alarm bell and the rush
Of people scurrying for safety down regency high street.
I want to paint a slimy stingray swimming in the sea.
I want to paint a beached shark slowly, saving itself from death.
I want to paint clouds of smoke drifting in the air within the gloomy sky.
I want to paint a cat and a dog running over a rainbow bridge.
I want to paint the end of this poem.
Its lazer sharp claws,
That was clinging onto the rock.
Its pink and purple skin,
With lazer sharp spikes.
With lazer legs,
They were skinny and strong.
There was a man that was stood behind,
Who was grim.
Its empty eyes stared,
Thinking of glistening diamonds,
Leaving behind fright and fear,
People have recently been discussing whether Water dragons should stay in Clydebank or not. This is an important issue because the water dragon has flooded Clydebank on a number of occasions.
Some believe that if you touch a water dragon you become a fish! However, this is a myth. In actual a fact it has been reported that you may develop scales if you touch it.
Damon walked around the cruise while the dolphins dived around him.Suddenly the ship started to rock side to side,all the people on the ship screamed in horror. An octopus rose from the sea,his tenticls grasped Damon his face went pale as he fell down into the water.
Unwrapping my candy.
Delicious pumpkin soup tingling in my mouth.
Children scream in fear.
Waffles and maple syrup.
Door to door asking for sweets .
will you get a sweet or will you get a trick.
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