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I remember myself as a child; When I thought I would never grow up, When I thought the world was different, When I thought only good things could happen.
I sit on my covers, And dream up a place, Where the mountains peak, And the rivers chase. Where the devil's absent, Yet the Gods look on, And where it's beautiful still, Whether or not the sun shone.
I'm sat in my room staring at this blank bit of space on my phone. Wondering to myself deep in thought of how to make it my own. You see... When I write, i'm not in it for the glory.
Opuss is a ginger cat Whose stories are known far and wide. His poetry's amazing, his stories gripping No one can put him aside.
Your sewn-on smile, Your silken hair, Your button eyes, What shall you wear. I dress you up, In a blue felt dress, Tiny leather shoes.
A thousand fireflies,. No lies,. Love swirls around here,. Ocean waters to steer,. Run,Run,. Eager to see the sun,. Darling take your wings,. Follow your dreams,. Laugh and smile,.
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When I'm trying to escape my reality. I sit myself beneath the Opussian Tree. There I'll stay and take it all in. I am pure there, stripped of sin. Never did you see such a beautiful place.
I know you move When I don't look, When I peek out the window Or pick up a book. 'Gotya!' No I don't In this staring competition It's not fair, you're a pro Of course you're winning.
I'd like a cape, I'll tell you why, I really think it'd help me fly. It could be blue, or pink with spots, Or paisley print with purple dots.
Oh how I wish that I could fly. I'd swoop straight up to the turquoise sky. I'd have a race with an airplane, Just as long as it didn't rain.
She dances on the floor. To show that she still can. She dances all day long with. An imaginary man. She had a partner once. For the Paso Doble. He's been gone a long time. But she holds him anyway.
O to be invisible. Just for half an hour. I really think that it could be. My favourite super power. I could walk around a while. Causing mischief everywhere. Imagine bags of shopping.
For my cousin, Gwylim who turns 4 today. Your quirky smile, Your ladybird hat, Your little doodles shoes, And the way everything has to be just like that.
Oh how I wish I were a kangaroo,. Roaming free not in a zoo,. Bouncing ever high and high,. Until my head hits the sky,. And when my feet touch the ground,. I will land softly without a sound,.
(A journey through the art of literature) I sit down, Relaxation spreads all over my body and interest beats the frown.
I once heard of an object, Oh so peculiar, That did not decide to be round. Now, being a ball, This was quite strange and all, And my questions began to mound.
Deep in the waters of our oceans blue. Has a something special and out of view. A mosnter who has a thing for cats. No cute puppy dogs or smelly rats. The poor monster was bored with nothing to read.
You say it's just a children's rhyme But I'm sorry, I can't agree Sometimes little nonsensical words Can help restore your sanity. Who said the cat can't play a fiddle.
Fingering the edge of sleep, I have a hard time trying not to peep, It's all so sparkly and mysterious, It makes me all delirious, What a strange old world I keep, Inside my head when asleep, There...
I think, today, I will. Invent a magic pill. Once it is taken. There'll be endless bacon. And tea for us to swill. It comes in packets of two. One for me and one for you. You just have to wish.
My heads a mess so I'll close my eyes use my brain. to play my imaginary game. as I close my eyes and fade away let's get away from reality and all it's pain. Floating away to a special place.
With my face up to the shining sun, Wind in my hair, I continue to run Around and around the big maple tree Twirling and laughing Feeling so free.
Dreams; Our minds create at night. Dreams; They don't bite. Dreams; How I love it, love to dream. Dreams; Were you can be... Ever wanted to travel to the world of oz. Or be Alice in wonderland.