If I were in charge of the world My favourite flip-flops would never wear out. There would be no books of poems with the last page missing, No hairy spiders to hide in the corners. If I were in charge of the world I would have a never-ending string of puddles to jump in, And mothers would never scold their children for tracking mud halfway down the hall. If I were in charge of the world There would never be hungry but always satisfied, Except in the classroom, where There would be endless shelves of books to feed voracious minds. I would find a way to make it easier For everyone to understand that sometimes the same stars can make multiple constellations, And that Archimedes was right: You can move the world if only you have a lever and a place to stand.
If I Were in Charge of the World (Apologies to Judith Viorst)
September 1, 2007