The Sun is as bright as fire next to your face,
except for the fact that it’s in space.
When you’re in the fog you feel lost,
it feels humid, and like frost.
Rocks resemble a dog sleeping,
they don’t move and if I was a rock I’d be weeping.
A tree trunk resemble legs,
it holds everything up just like pegs.
The sky resembles beauty,
any other color besides blue is fruity.
The grass resembles fashion,
without it, we would be lacken.