Universal Translator

Wednesday, 11 June 2014

Sugar Rush (poem)

photo by Elisa Azzali CC by 2.0

I wish funnel clouds were funnel cakes,
And thunderstorms blueberry pies.
I wish rain were made of sweet iced tea,
Lemon drops would be the sun.

I wish clouds were only fluffy cakes
Near mountains made of fudge,
Encircling an ice cream desert
With an oasis of butter rum.

Trees made full of gingersnaps
Pouring hot chocolate for fun.
Oh, for a world of spun sugar -
I couldn’t eat just one.

But the world’s not made of sugar
So chew a piece of gum
Keep the sugar in my dreams
Or I’ll just weigh a ton.