In the morning we’ll have biscuits
with a walking hibiscus
In the company of moles seeking treasure.
By afternoon we will reach the fair fairy home
Where the most graceful of creatures roam
And stop to share lunch, with a family of gnomes,
of burrcherries smothered in double chocolate sea foam.
And when it comes time to lay down our heads
In that little boat we will make up soft beds
of phoenix tail feather and bright silken threads.
We will drift off to sleep while the willow trees sing
dreaming of what tomorrow will bring.
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