Does your imagination ever run away with you?
I was sat outside with my cup of tea
when my imagination ran away with me.
It took me under the gooseberry bush
We were going so fast I had to rush.
I saw things I had never seen
Dragons Goblins and Fairy queens.
They didnt see me passing by
I was invisble to the naked eye.
I needed time to stop and think
I didn't have the time to blink.
Landing on a lump of clay
I realised to my dismay
That I was in the cabbage patch
Watching the larva that might hatch.
Into a swirling mass of grubs
That would eat up all my shrubs.
There was nothing I could do
Except to hit them with my shoe.
And like a fish without a flipper
I found that I had lost my slipper.
So after sitting for a while
I realised and had to smile.
My imagination had set me free.
And so I finished my cup of tea.