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Close your eyes and come take my hand As we take a walk across smiling crocodiles Passing dancing penguins that wish us good morning So they tilt up their top hats as they greet us Green and yellow and purple striped tigers Come bouncing by, chasing pink polka dot butterflies Kings and Queens jump off jack in a boxes Laughing at the horse that has got two heads You open your eyes and you can see the mad man Trying to change the world as he writes down his poetry Giggling to himself in his strange mixed up way As he looks in the crystal mirror he looks just like me Look up and watch the bumble bee as he chases the lady bird The elephant driving in his bright red mini cab You see the world of floating giant oak doors And you know it is a shame the real world is on the other side So we cross over the bridge of a magical rainbow To where the Satyr dances with the pixie princess But soon you will forget me and this place we visit You wake up and the colour has changed to black and white copyright Chris Smith 26th November 2009
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Nov 25, 2009
Nov 25, 2009 at 9:54 PM UTC
74: Strange Lands Indeed
Close your eyes and come take my hand As we take a walk across smiling crocodiles Passing dancing penguins that wish us good morning So they tilt up their top hats as they greet us Green and yellow and purple striped tigers Come bouncing by, chasing pink polka dot butterflies Kings and Queens jump off jack in a boxes Laughing at the horse that has got two heads You open your eyes and you can see the mad man Trying to change the world as he writes down his poetry Giggling to himself in his strange mixed up way As he looks in the crystal mirror he looks just like me Look up and watch the bumble bee as he chases the lady bird The elephant driving in his bright red mini cab You see the world of floating giant oak doors And you know it is a shame the real world is on the other side So we cross over the bridge of a magical rainbow To where the Satyr dances with the pixie princess But soon you will forget me and this place we visit You wake up and the colour has changed to black and white copyright Chris Smith 26th November 2009
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