The world is full of wondrous things,
Pirates in airships and dragons a-wing.
Don’t you forget, as you travel tonight – –
The world needs some fancy to keep spinning right.
When I took up my harp, as a lad of thirteen,
I wanted to tell of the marvels I’d seen – –
The clouds from above, like a pearly white sea…
The earth down below, like a map we could read.
It took me some time to get over my shock,
Of seeing the ship coming into the dock…
No water in sight, like you might expect.
Just a rope that we tied to a spar on the deck.
The first time I looked through the glass to the lea,
And saw there a dragon flying careless and free,
I felt my heart soaring on wings made of joy
And I felt happier then than I had since a boy.
I admit to you now that I became quite a cad…
I undermined every hunt that we had.
I made sure that every harpoon would miss,
And we ne’er took a prize from that day to this.
The world is full of wondrous things,
Pirates in airships and dragons a-wing.
Don’t you forget, as you travel tonight – –
The world needs some fancy to keep spinning right.
Rie Sheridan Rose 