"Splash," a puddle cries
The boy ignores, jumps again
He says, "Be quiet."
There once was a girl named Sophia
She had claustrophobia
So she hated closets
And was always modest
So nobody knew about her phobia.
There is a wish I wish to make
To close my eyes and forget
Everthing drastic, everything plain;
Repainting the reality
With pleasant things,
I venture away into fantasy
On a pair of wings.