I would take the taste of,

Cake and put it into my mouth,

As it slowly dissolves in my mouth.

I would take the sight of,

A tornado’s power tearing your house,

And the city down.

I would take the sight of,

A ravenous raven staring at its prey,

That looks like a pipsqueak mice,

Although it was a blackbird as dark as the mid-night sky

I would take the taste of,

KFC as all of the chicken in the shop,

Disappears into my belly

In the room of water, 

Rivers run  calmly

In the room of grass,

Kids run around like lunatics

In the room of paint,

Pictures are painted

In the room of sports,

Tournaments take place