"Bim-Skala-Bim"

He led me this way
And I followed him,
As we passed through the gates
Of Bim-Skala-Bim.

I saw the treetogs
Immersed in their play,
In Bim-Skala-Bim
They do it all day.

They have no worries
No doubts and no fears,
Nothing bad happens
Throughout the whole year.

In Bim-Skala-Bim
My smiles abound,
Because I see the love
That is passed around.

The Bim-Skala-Bimites
Accept me as their own,
But I can not stay
I soon must head home.

I take one last look
At Bim-Skala-Bim,
And passing out through the gates
I'm following him.

He takes me back home
And back into my bed,
He tucks me in well
And pats me on the head.

He then disappears
Off into the night,
And I can not wait
For the sandman's next flight.

    luke skywalker (ejros@bu.edu)