by peachmelbaWexford, Ireland
Apr 2015 452 Views 3 comments
Chasing. Aerlingus translantic flight
David Blaine started off pulling white rabbits out of his hat,
But. Rumour has it they were plastic,
Paper aeroplanes flying over my house,
Come back captain fantasia take me to France,
Ill parachute out and crush the grapes,
Stories of my great escapes through my gate ,
Don't be late captain fantasia,
I'm waiting in my ivory tower ,
Now is the hour,
Before my milk goes sour,
Take me with you captain fantasia,
Peach.
But. Rumour has it they were plastic,
Paper aeroplanes flying over my house,
Come back captain fantasia take me to France,
Ill parachute out and crush the grapes,
Stories of my great escapes through my gate ,
Don't be late captain fantasia,
I'm waiting in my ivory tower ,
Now is the hour,
Before my milk goes sour,
Take me with you captain fantasia,
Peach.
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Posted: Apr 2015
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One day I watched a paper plane being made and wished I could make one and fly a real one,Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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