09 In A Perfect World....
I won the Noble prize last night
while Einstein chatted bout his speed of light
and Winston Churchill walked his dog
while Sherlock Holmes detected fog.
Am I fiction or am I fact?
Some pertinent data is all I lacked.
I turned around and quizzed King Kong,
he growled, “It’s a musical, sing a song.”
He put on giant monkey taps,
with 4/4 beat the time elapsed.
I belted out ‘Stardust’ till the break of dawn,
then stopped to smell the roses, waltzing on George Gershwin’s lawn.
Outlandish world where all things meet,
I’ve reserved a timeless front row seat,
where happy, unhinged dreams are real,
Infinite possibilities; such great appeal.
And I have found my true vocation,
“I’m a Smiler-In-Imagine-Nation.”
