Dreams

There was a curious man

Who lived in a strange land

It snowed when Santa came

Except when it rained

He had a friend  who said ‘read this book’

And he decided to take a look

But, he got a job to knock on doors

Counting people till there were no more

He had another friend with Rapunzel long hair

Love of music in common they shared

With llamas and dogs,  she lived in the forest

Her gentle kindness was far from the poorest

She told curious man one day

About a book she might study

Along with internet buddies

And he shouted in excitement ‘hey

I have that book

Collecting dust on my nook’

Curious man was jealous of her

He wanted to too, that much was sure

So she asked the fearless leader

If he could belong

But the tribe was all women

His gender was wrong

They voted as a group

And invited him along

He hollered and hooped

Learning he’d been given a chance

He couldn’t help, but do a silly dance

Every week he did his homework

Tried so hard not to be a jerk

There was something about his words

A little crazy, definitely absurd

There was an adventurous one in the clan

Who dreamt out loud ‘yes I can

Meet these artists in a strange land’

She believed it and opened her eyes

And sold paintings galore to her surprise

So she bought a plane ticket to fly

Far away to meet these women and one guy

They talk so funny

Drive on the wrong side of the street

And the birds sound different

The way that they tweet

Indeed, a very strange place

Chance of a lifetime

To meet face-to-face

So off she’ll go to who knows who

To a land with no kangaroos

But on the other end

Everyone is excited to meet her too

She’ll make lots of new best friends

She’ll return one day in September

A trip she’ll always remember

All because out loud she dreamed

They are attainable that way it seems