Cars are red,
Buckets are blue,
A face like yours,
Belongs in the zoo,
But don't worry,
I'll be there too,
Not in a cage,
But laughing at you!

A boy and his father,
were captured and thrown into a tower.
The father used feathers,
to make wings and fly away.

They used wax as glue,
away they flew.
They flew for miles and miles,
it took quite a while.

The fathers words were
"Do not fly too close to the sun!"
He flew too close, the wax melted,
down went the son!

'SPLASH'  the water crashed,
and so did the boy.