I CAN

Written by: Judith Palmer

I CAN I met a man, Let's call him Peter Pan; When I came in, He flew out; When I came out, He flew in; But he really was always - Round about; Just hiding here, and there - A zealot. I knew one day that he would Tell it; Like it is, And more to boot; One can never be sure of, A man in a suit. That's why I love, My Peter Pan; He makes me feel, That I can!