The key to a doorknob
The key to heaven
The key to my heart
it's split into seven
it's as gold as a ring
but it really has a bling
it should shine with a silly sound
in the morning when the birds sing.

I'm standing on this big,unsteady, brown, scaly bark.
"NOOOOOOOOOO,please don't let me fall I'm trying my best not to run into that enormous,fiery,ball of combustion ," I screamed.
"I'm going to keep you up & steady just hold on tight and we going to be moving swiftly across the Pacific Ocean," the tree bark replied.
The old ball of flames is trying his best to get closer and closer to me. I'm NOT afraid I'm just going to plop down on this bark and continue my journey.
"Are you okay down there."
"Yes"I mumbled with a squeaky voice.
The diligent,easygoing,anxious ball of fire tried harder & harder to get closer and closer I would push him off but immediately he came closer and closer and POW there he was punching,shoving,towing,hauling and severely burning me. I elbowed him off into the ways of that beautiful,blue ocean and as happy as I was, I was on my way to San Fransisco,California.