Come, sit next to the fire
We'll go on a journey
To faraway lands, or back in time
Enjoy the mystery!
Sit down on the carpet
Its edges fringed with gold
Now close your eyes and grip the sides
As I murmer words of old
Open your eyes, and see the world
We're flying with the breeze
The choice is yours, where shall we go?
We twist and turn with ease
Let's swoop above the Pyramids
And skim along the Nile
Let's see the plains of Africa
Beware the crocodile!
Across the ocean, waves blur past
To Mayan ruins; hidden treasure
Jungles, Angel Waterfall
The sights fill us with pleasure
Rocky Mountains whistle by
Onto volcanoes of Iceland
Steamy mountains, belching fire
We leave sooner than planned
It's time for home and yet
There is still so much to see
But you'll return again, someday
Flying high with me.
All rights reserved. Nom 9th July 2012.
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