You are a cockroach being flung across the table.
You are a taste of cake being crushed by teeth.
You are a rabbit running in the roaring wind like a speeding bullet.
You are a shining sun gleaming on a car as it’s driving on the rocky road.
You are a vicious lion ready to sprint at it’s prey.
You are a crazy cheater chasing a deer as it runs through the long grass.
You are a silent snake slithering through the grass looking for food.
You are a stealthy python, edging carefully across the cliff face.
You are an alpine fox, your chilly fur soaring in the icy breeze.
You are an angry bull terrier, sprinting down the street in an outrage as fast as a heartbeat.
You are a hasty falcon, soaring through the supreme sky solemnly.
You are a glistening gold gate, seeking out countless opportunities to be gently pushed open.
You are a superior sparrowhawk, seeking salmons through the ocean below the supreme sky.
You are the Grand master ninja.
You are a dog ,as scary as a tiger,with water dripping out your mouth.
You are a brave bull charging its way into a wall of black flames to annihilate prey.
You are a juicy red apple sitting on a table of silence gasping to be eaten.
You are a tall black bird perched on an unstable roof top painfully waiting for a friend to play with.
You are a wise worm slowly struggling its way onto a ripe banana, starving, tired and exhausted.
You are a bored book being read incorrectly, painfully willing the reader to give up.
You are a brave bowling ball bowling its way into the hardest possible strike ever.
You are a lazy lion yawning its way into a good nights sleep ready to pounce into tomorrow.
You are all these feelings.
You are the furry fruit that sits in a bowl,
You are the first thing I think of when I wake up,
You are the juice that drips from the knife,
You are sweet and sour,
You are bursting with flavour,
You are like a pebble that sits on my plate,
You are as small as a tennis ball,
You are never to be trusted,
You are the tennis ball that travels round the world,
You are the perfect fruit for me.
You are the end.
You are a fluttery fairy with mystical magic powers gliding through the mist.
You are a digital artist, every stroke you make has to be perfectly precise.
You are the sun, shining extra bright every day.
You are winter, with a frosty nose and frozen toes.
You are a zombie as green as the slytherin (harry potter) logo.
You are cerutian blue paint, just as dull as the sky on a rainy day.
You are a Curious Cavalier, wondering along Rowley Road.
You are the memory of your gracious grandma who liked a luxurious life.
You are the sun set shining upon the sand as you descend.
You are as chewy as turbo taffy.
You are a depressed person who is cuddling up into a warm cozy blanket.
You are a obnoxious ocean washing people away to the icicle arctic.
Made by Eve
You are an old Canadian maple tree,
with red dancing leaves
in a wet autumn.
You are a beautiful headache
after a ride on the London Eye.
You are the smell of the grass
after a heavy rain in the Amazon rainforest.
You are the juicy Yorkshire pudding
on a Sunday roast, full of gravy.
You are the musical chirping of birds,
waking up the world at 6am.
You are a comfy blanket,
fluffy and feathered,
covering an old lady knees
sitting in front of the fire.
You are the courage of a child
who kicked the ball on the top bin of the San Siro.
You are the shining eyes
looking at the trail left by the shooting star,
on a hot summer’s night.
You are a funny face,
full of FAGE fat free yogurt,
forgotten in the fridge for 5 days.
You are a red strawberry,
a yellow banana,
an orange mango
of a refreshing smoothie.
You are the sunshine
that wakes up the Pacific Ocean
and wishes ” Good night” to the Mount Everest.
You are my dream of playing football,
like Zlatan Ibrahimovich,
in my beautiful Italy
surrounded by my family’s love.
You are my everything.
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