The Castle ( inside my head) Posted by dead poet story , Monday, 10 May 2010 at 22:31, in

i wish to live in a fairytale
somewhat you can never imagine
somewhat too far for you to find

sipping honey from the butterflies
they come with tiny cups beneath their wings
as i let them into my castle

and the wolves are making butterscotch
and those bears are making pancakes
as i just merry myself watching them

the birds are the ministers
the jesters and they pull they Sun
whenever i want some

oooh don't forget the ladybugs
the put the stars in anyway they please
as long as i give them some old my-honey

them fishes are the mermaids also
as they dance to the dancing tune of mr.moose's
magic flute and Bunny's hum-drums

well, im bored here
it's time to go back to reality
it's fun playing with you all
i'll be back soon
and miss pot?
keep my earl grey tea warm
and don't forget my slice of lime
next time?