With pleasant ease of a morning sun I travelled far in a distant land Come with me my sweet serenity Inside a place, so called fantasy
-= AND THIS IS HOW MY STORY BEGINS=-
I was walking fast, fast as I could For I was near, so close in the wood When I noticed, a pig with a hood Walking slowly, begging for food
I gave her a bread, made by my mom The pig said thanks, I answered welcome Then I was shocked, the pig was gone About his hood, he left it behind
I was still walking, imagining things Then I met a cow with a pair of wings The cow was tired looking for the spring I gave him direction and he started going
When I looked behind, the cow was gone About the wings, it was on my hand Then I continue walking, wondering Why animals seem to be vanishing
Then I met a butterfly She gave me a key, don't know why Then she was gone just like the two And I was asking, don't know what to do
As I entered the forest, I saw a kid He gave me a paper, I started to read What was written really made me crazy Help me please. have clemency
-=THIS IS WHAT IS WRITTEN-=
Put on your wings and we will fly Reach the mountain and then the sky With the use of the hood, draw a door And the key on your hand is just a little more
I followed the instruction wisely I put on my wings, I thought I was ready I drew the door and open it At last I am out and I am free
That is what fantasy means This is where imagination begins But bear in mind that reality Is better than any fantasy