If I were a month, I’d be May.
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Wednesday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be Midnight.
If I were a planet, I’d be Moon.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a Krill.
If I were a direction, I’d be North.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a Hammock.
If I were a liquid, I’d be Water.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be Turquoise.
If I were a tree, I’d be a Walnut.
If I were a tool, I’d be a Knife.
If I were a flower, I’d be Sun Flower
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be Cloudy.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be an Acoustic guitar.
If I were a color, I’d be Electric Blue.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a Kiwi.
If I were a sound, I’d be the Wind.
If I were an element, I’d be Water.
If I were a place, I’d be a Beautiful countryside.
If I were a scent, I’d be The smell of grass after the summer rain.
If I were an animal, I’d be a Cat.
If I were a body part, I’d be Hands.
If I were a facial expression, I’d be Laughter.
If I were a song, I’d be Crush.
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I’d be a Friday day of June, I’d be Venus, not The Moon
I’d be a tiger with grey hair, I’d be a western rocking chair
I’d be a scented blood red wine, I’d be a leaf under a pine
I’d be the stars of midnight sky, I’d be piano lullaby
I’d be an orange purple meadow, I’d be the creepy feel of shadow
I’d be the tasteless atmosphere, I’d be the sound of inner ear
I’d be a wooden mountain shed, I’d be the smell of you in bed
I’d be a fluffy little bear, i`d be the fingers in your hair
I’d be the rock I’d be the blues, I’d be whomever you will choose.