A Truly Random Poem.

There's a place that only I know of,
A place where dreams come true,
A place where the grass is not green but blue,
And the trees are made of candyfloss,
The sky is a rainbow of pastel delights,
The snow, vanilla ice,
It's a place where happy music plays,
Birds can talk,
And tigers are pets,
A place where the river runs warm,
With a crystal waterfall,
The monkeys sing and the ducks all clap,
And there lives a jolly old chap,
In a house made of gingerbread,
With a long white beard and a long pointed hat,
And a powerful wand that does this and that,
He's a genius inventor and a marvellous cook,
Can you guess?
His name is Dumbledore,
Resurrected,
As Jesus once was,
And now he lives where the purple winds blow,
On an island called,
Jamtart Cove.