In this, my far-off land of forgotten dreams
You came, and you went away too fast it seems
Just like, the scalding hot tempest’s burning smoke
Your fire was out when I suddenly awoke.
I stroked the warm embers of sheer delight
But alas! They would not even come alight
I took my wand, to create a magic spell
T’was like pouring coins down a wishing well.
I coaxed, and then murmered sweet words of love
I sent a solemn prayer to the Gods above
Yet not a flicker! Nor even a little spark
Like a blind man walking through a barren park.
I am so annoyed with this lack of pleasure,
For when we met, I thought I’d found a treasure
So I shall return you to the shopping Mall
You rotten blow-up doll that I called Sal…