• From pencil to paper,
    In seconds, no later
    Using a paint
    Not seen to the eye
    I fold out a fleet
    Of colors that fly
    A new world
    A new dream
    Of kittens that purred
    Of summer days, fresh
    Where time is absurd

    Dogs that moo’ed
    And ducks that meow
    Where fireflies brood
    Among weeds that don’t bow
    A new world
    A new dream
    From pencil to paper
    I’ll show you my mind
    In seconds
    No later