Picture a pensive piece of pomposity riding ‘pon a netherdiggle, all 6 skinny legs so reminiscent of bent clothes hangers in motion…bent feet stuck into shoes as if by purpose..red, very red shoes, underneath the alien rider, the ‘diggle is a round fat hot dog looking black body with a huge underbite chomping a red leader rope and a almost florescent green, purple mottled beetle hard top! Strange upon strange..
Funny looking fella stands atop (mr pomposity, hisself), tall and straight on the netherdiggle holding on to the red lariat mouthpiece, but we’ll get to him soon enough. Forget the 3 little imps floating in front of him like little toothless grinning, floating pacmen ghosts with black, beady vacuous eyes..one purple, one red, one almost florescent green (again)..floating along in their little bright yellow raincoats..instaed, look at the snow-white trees frozen in picturesque melted icecream shapes almost seeming to flow into lil puddles of whiteness if you just stare long enough!
Then gander slack-jawed at the houses perched atop some trees but not normal dwellings of corners and inverted v shaped roofs, but ice cream cones with delicious sprinkles all on the vanilla roofs???
Then there’s the woggle half as big as the netherdiggle and carrying the fellas butler who was twice the size of the boss fella. Enough for now though..let me leave you with this..
SOMEWHERE, PART I
Be there a book of rules,
How to walk,
How to talk,
Where kids go to schools!
Is a place
Where dreams go, and
They flee, leave without trace!
We are lost, lose imagination,
But here, is no room; only grownup frustration!
There is, Over the Rainbow,
Where wizards and warriors,
Little Tom Sawyers,
Where big people no longer go!
Lives a rabbit named Harvey,
A smart martian alien,
Take me there on a boat made of gnarly!
Is a land of adventure,
Places we forget,
To our everlasting regret,
Never make but a token overture!
Is a land full of spiders,
Who sit and weave,
Then by your leave,
Spin tales to tell as you sit down beside her.
Somewhere…This is where dreams they are made,
Adults forget rules,
Kids forget schools,
Dreams impossible no longer fade!