Paper Dreams
I built a paper sail boat to take me out to see;
What lies beyond the setting sun in lands across the sea?
The boats a smaller replica of the big one that I'll make,
To hold all of my fantasies and a dozen chocolate cakes.
I chose my hamster, Freddy, as the captain, but I think...
He's overly excited or had too much to drink.
Either way - he's off, oh, look at Fred, he's having so much fun.
"Good bye my friend, I'll see you when we meet the setting sun".
But, as I wave my last farewell, my smile turns to a frown,
As I watch poor Fred, bailing water, as his mighty ship goes down.
So, heed my tale adventures, please heed what I just wrote,
Don't sail away on paper dreams 'cause paper dreams don't float.
Keep your feet on solid ground and if you choose to sail,
Remember Fred, I fear he's dead, 'cause he forgot the pail.
Copyright © Randy Biffany | Year Posted 2016
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