I wish there were pens,
That wrote by themselves,
I wish there were wings,
With which I fly,
I wish the sun,
Was a little bit green,
I wish there was blackness,
In the sky.
I wish there were stars,
Which I can touch,
I wish there were clouds,
With which I play,
I wish the grass,
Was a little bit blue,
I wish angels,
Were made of clay.
I wish there were dragons,
On which I ride,
I wish there were birds,
As big as skies,
I wish the sun,
Was REALLY square,
I wish the world,
Wasn't full of lies.
I wish the queen,
Didn't kill the king,
I wish the king,
Didn't go away,
I wish it was black,
During day,
I wish it was light,
During night.
Childish wishes
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