IÕm going fishing said he with a faraway
Look in his eyes
He was already on the sea, with the gentle
Sway of the water
Lapping the sides of the boat.
IÕll get some fish for you he said
I may even catch a whale
And then I can really talk and tell
A fantastic tale.
But alas and alack, I had a peep
And I could see it just wasnÕt
Meant to be.
He was asleep in a world
Of his own.
It was only a dream.