A thimble, a rose, and a ring,
It seems I got caught on a tire swing.
And the sky above was as sweet as cherry
mixed with honeycomb.
Clouds like to sing
of summer and spring,
with rabbits wearing robes,
and a few other things.
Spin around Wendy.
You make Peter so merry.
Play with fairy dust,
and maybe roses will fly.
So here I am again,
No one knows were I've been.
Arguing with crows takes time,
but I do enjoy a good laugh.
Now I built a swaying structure.
It's a strangely pretty picture.
'Cause I sit atop the tower,
and I placed that thimble on her thumb.
Let's take a walk in the forest dear,
and there won't be anything to fear.
Swirling petals and leaves,
they make the birds dance with snakes.
Then I placed the rose in her hair.
A ring might be a bit of a scare.
I'll wait for the moon to set,
and the sun to rise.
A thimble, rose, and a ring,
It seems I got caught on a tire swing.
Lie on the grass and close your eyes,
I've got a box, and I'd like a dance.
