The whimsical wall made of twilight and dreams
is mortared with hummingbird song and moonbeams.
The bricks are of sponge cake, the spotlights of stars
That twinkle sedately behind candy bars.
The rag dolls that guarded this make believe fence
Have licorice sticks as their sturdy defence.
And dragons fly high overhead just in case
Some dangerous nino would dare make a face.
A moat full of pudding surrounded the roots,
And all of the gates are of sweet Juicy Fruits.
Around the great wall ride the fairies and imps
On hop frogs and pink little dear little shrimps.
Although an illusion, it seems very real
To many lawmakers or vapid schlemiel.
And all the king’s horses and all the king’s guys
Will never find money to make that wall rise.
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