Once upon a time in grass
I sat down after class
Who could really I become,
Not forgetting to have fun?
Lawyer, doctor or a banker
Teacher, seamstress, maybe baker?
For an hour I sat airy…
What about, say, a fairy?
Fairy helped once Cinderella,
Mushroom can become umbrella,
There’s fairy that trades teeth,
But I need more fun than this!
I would like to make a trouble -
People need to know and marvel,
And when I come into town
All the youngsters start to frown.
Something has to disappear
Several people would feel freer,
Trouble would be easily fixed
Daily pains, get lost in mist!
Thus I thought of transportation
Some, I thought, need a vacation.
Some are fat: an extra mile
Would not harm, but birth a smile.
Thus from bikes I steel the wheels.
Note to self: don’t ride in heels
For an extra little walking
To be pleasant, thought provoking.
