Tinker Bell


In Walt's great World of fantasy,
There's very little hurting me.
I see your face in soft repose
Envision freckles on your nose,
I know you haven't any there
Even though your face is fair.
You've gone away to Walt's retreat,
To bathe and bask in summer's heat.
In Disney's World there's much to do.
Of creativity meant for you.
Kissing sleeping beauties dear,
Slaying dragons, do not fear.
Of all the fantasies he has done,
I know of Disney's handpicked one
was not until this very day,
When Disney's World watched you at play.
 

Copyright (C) Susie E. Matt, 2004, 2005