What if you could change your shape,
Simply by command?
Maybe you'd become a little crab,
Crawling through the hot beach sand.
Maybe you'd prefer to be a lion,
It's almost like a cute little kitty.
Or you could decide to grow wings,
And fly high above the city.
Wouldn't it be cool if you could grow gills,
And explore the deep ocean floor,
Or perhaps you'd be a hungry hungry hippo,
Your only purpose to eat more and more.
If only dreams could come true...
Oh! But they can!
That's the point of imagination-
To bring to life the things that reality bans.
