A Crayon Masterpiece

I heard you asking if I was around, so I scrambled up the chair leg to prove I was right here! You wanted a picture, and I spotted just the thing: a big sheet of paper and a stash of crayons. I snatched up a thick orange crayon and tapped a rapid rhythm against the desk before getting down to business. Swinging my arms across the page, I scribbled a giant climbing tree with glowing fiery trails twisting down the trunk. My palms are dusted with orange wax, but I made this especially for you!