In my little kingdom of wishes sleepy visions of an excellent dream I once had in which the future was beautiful and certain and bright frolic in their silk night clothes through eggplant skies, and scraps of happy endings perfect romances resolved tragedies good and brave protagonists rejoice in broad and eternal moonlight.
They skip merrily, hand in hand with the heavenly souls of pearly and pure memories and nostalgic happy days sparkling and rosy as diamond studded clouds. Materialistic desires are seldom seen. In fact they are quite nearly banned greedy and unsatisfied *******, they are.
And aloft this delightful spectacle dwell raised spirits and high hopes and blessings that twinkle kindly and pour down torrentially upon all the inhabitants of my little kingdom of wishes.