Of all the things that ever were
There’s one I wish I could have seen
I mean, what could be awesomer
Than pterodactyls? They’re so keen!
A pterodactyl, flying high,
Above a beach, all rocks and sand
I’d stand there, waving to the sky
And then he’d see me, and he’d land
He’d waddle over, awkwardly,
I’d hold my hand out, with a fish
He’d eat, then sparkle magically
And say he’d grant me any wish
Of course I’d wish to fly with him
Across the land and through the sky
Granting wishes bold or prim
To anyone who caught our eye
Together then we’d fly away
Spreading goodness, spreading joy,
A new location every day
For any little girl or boy
Alas, my dream is not to be!
The pterodactyl’s gone extinct
And when considered magically
It was a bust, to be succinct
So as a dreamer, all alone,
There’s only one thing I can do
I’ll spread the love all on my own
And maybe you could do it, too
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