#1
The screech of violins
The singing of the cello
The deep ringing of flutes
The beat of drums
The thrum of grand pianos
All created a fire
#2
The writers’ place
It’s in outer space
Aliens like to sleep there
The dragons roar crazily
The writers wake up and eat phones
They taste weird and bitter
Then they write about floors that burned
And human-eating cows (moo)
Then they have writer’s block (aw)
And they start to sing with sadness
#3
Huzzah! We shout as we dive into the sofa
It tastes very sweet but smells like someone farted.
Then we take the pillows and start hitting each other in the eyes.
Then the pillows erupt and we eat the fluff
Then lick our lips with joy.