Sugared Fancies

 

Do come forth imagined tales,

 Take me far away,

 Into midnight ramblings,

 And lands in which to stray.

 Riding ‘breast a manatee tail,

 Beside the souped up sea,

 Dive into the mushroomed scape,

 And dine on urchin tea.

 Scoop me up oh ladle wave,

 Throw me to the sky,

 To skim along helixed shores,

 Until one wonders why.