I wish I was a basketball,so people can bounce me and play with me.
I wish I was a dog,so I can chase down criminals.
I wish I was a basketball,so people can bounce me and play with me.
I wish I was a dog,so I can chase down criminals.
In the room of balloons,
A pop can be heard.
In the room of water,
I swam into the ocean.
In the room of trees,
I felt leaves falling on me.
In the room of souls,
I felt chills and breezes.
In the room of spiders,
I got stuck in a web.
In the room of blackness,
I saw nothing.
In the never ending room,
I saw a white light in the distance.
In the room of silver a gold nugget was on the floor,
In the room of suns ice was melting rapidly.,
In the room of ice an iceberg was growing as as fast as light,
In the room of fire a fire truck set on fire,
In the room of trophies a little cabinet was empty,
In the room of pigs there was three houses,
In the room of countries I learned geography,
In the room of water whenever I spoke water raised up,
The super rooms
In the room of sand I got covered
With sand.
In the room of candles the smell was so delightful that if you put a peg on your nose you can still smell the candles.
In the room of gravity I got pulled down like a plane that has ran out of fuel.
In the room of notes everything I thought of was written down.
In the room of stars ,
I slept under a starry night.
In the room of ghosts ,
I left my soul .
In the room of music,
I saw instrument’s floating over my head.
In the room of mysteries,
I solved my case.
In the room of secrets ,
I whispered my secrets away.
In the room of pens ,
Every time I spoke the words appeared.
In the room of floors,
I kept falling on to another floor.
Magical Rooms
In the room of time,
I watched my life fly by.
In the room of seasons,
one second it was warm then the next it was cold.
In the room of space,
I watched planets play games.
In the room of cars,
engines roared loudly.
In the room of snow-globes,
there was a memory in each one.
In the room of films,
there was a huge cinema.
In the room of books,
they had every genre you could think of.
In the room of snow
I made a angle that became to move.
In the room of trees,
I picked some apples for my apple pie.
In the room of pencils,
I coloured a mysterious picture.
In the room of iPad’s,
I watched my favourite movie while eating popcorn.
In the room of butterflies,
I got carried to the next room that I didn’t know existed.
In the room of pies,
I kept eating them until I got full.
In the room of wonders,
I wondered what I just said.
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