My Utopia Poem

March 13, 2009
My Utopia Poem

Flap Swish
Flap Swish
Birds fly through the sky
Up in the air
Like a plane flying high
No robbing robbers
No crying kids sobbing
Coming home to peace and quiet

I suggest you just try it
Hey what can I say?
This is my utopia
With the one thing that everyone can be
And that one thing is to be'.

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