As eyelids fall, a single yawn
releases me to sleep.
And so I walk the land of dreams
where playful creatures creep.
"Ahead! Ahead! No time to spare -
come, open up the gates!
Ahead! Ahead!" The creatures cry,
"a wonderland awaits!"
A land where black tarantulas,
gargantuan in size,
whilst spinning webs, triangular,
sing Spanish lullabies.
Where lions squawk and parrots roar,
and grizzly bears are green.
Where dinosaurs play tug of war,
on giant movie screens.
Where squirrels swim and catfish climb
up monkey puzzle trees.
There's talking toads, reciting rhyme -
But soon, I spy the falling moon
and hear the songbirds sing,
then stir from my bizarre cocoon,
as bells begin to ring.
I rise to face a brand new day -
I wave the night goodbye,
then stretch, and slowly wipe away
the dream, from out my eyes.
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