My Magic Box
I will put in my box
The tick of a clock as it strikes midnight
A drop of blood from an evil vampire
The billowing smoke from a campfire
I will put in my box
The first brush stroke from Picasso
A feather from a baby penguin
Wonder Woman fighting a devil
I will put in my box
The first whimper of a new born baby
A leaping spark from a stingray’s tail
And a frozen smile from an evil witch
I will put in my box
The rumbling belly of a Chinese dragon
The laugh of a lion
And the roar of a hyena
My box is fashioned from water, ice and fire
With rain drops on the lid and shadows in the corners
Its hinges are ankle bones of angels
I shall dance in my box to Michael Jackson
On a wild safari
Then I will wash up on a golden beach the colour of stars
VH
