“How crazy it would beif the moon did spinand the earth stood stilland the sun went dim!How absolutely ludicrousif snakes could walkand kids could flyand mimes did talk!How silly it would beif the nights were tanand the mornings greenand the sun cyan!How totally ridiculousif horses chirpedand spiders sangand ladies burped!How shocking it would beif the dragons ruledand the knights were dopesbut the fish were schooled!How utterly preposterousif rain were dryand snowflakes warmand real men cried!I love to just imagineall the lows as heights,and the salty, sweet,and our lefts as rights.Perhaps it is incredibleand off the hook,but it all makes sensein a storybook!”
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Showing posts with label storybook poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label storybook poem. Show all posts
Friday, April 17, 2015
In a Storybook
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