Wonderland
Wonderland
O'er the hills lush and green,
Around the squishy marsh,
A ship stopped at the dock,
Her name was Wonderland.
Over the seas she sailed,
With me as the captain,
And the sailors were all young men
But their strength never failed.
They rowed the oars for hours,
Often day and night,
Whilst one rowed the other rested,
I was proud of my crew.
We set off early at dawn,
With a blow from my bugle horn,
And all the excited passengers
Came with me to Land Dorn.
We sailed the mighty seas
That tossed and turned and roiled,
But our boat was even stonger,
And it tamed the wild ocean.
To paradise we were headed,
The mystical land of Dorn,
Where 'tis said the faeries live
The magical land of Dorn.
We arrived the following day,
The faeries were quite nice,
They gave us food and gave us drinks,
And told us to permanantly stay.
O'er the hills lush and green,
Around the squishy marsh,
A ship stopped at the dock,
Her name was Wonderland.
Copyright © Lonely Star | Year Posted 2016
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