IF I HAD A MAGIC BOAT I’D JUMP RIGHT IN, AND AWAY I’D FLOAT IN A TECHNI-COLORED CAPTAIN’S COAT ACROSS BLESSED SPARKLING WATERS DRIFT AWAY, TO THE LAND OF BLACK, VOLCANIC POWDERED SAND THE SKY ALIGHT WITH ASTRAL BANDS IN A PEACEFUL, MIDNIGHT SLUMBER
IF I HAD A MAGIC BOAT I’D FLY AWAY, UP TO THE STARS, ‘ROUND VENUS, SATURN, EVEN MARS FREE FROM HUMAN BORDERS
BOUNCING ON THE COSMIC TIDES AN INTERSTELLAR MAGIC RIDE
WHERE ALL TIME AND SPACE COLLIDE
ALONG OTHER PLAINS OF ORDER
IF I HAD A MAGIC BOAT I’D JUMP RIGHT IN, AND AWAY I’D FLOAT
FROM TEAMING CITIES, OVERGROWN INFLAMED WITH MAD DISORDER
IN MY FLYING MAGIC BOAT TO A STAR, I’D HANG A ROPE
TETHERED TO MY MAGIC BOAT SAFE THERE IN THE HARBOR
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