The Blue-Eyed Boy

A blue-eyed boy with yellow hair
Is in my mind to stay;
He’s running, shouting, everywhere,
And making bright my day.

He often goes on shopping sprees
And buys up all in sight:
Grapes, bananas, cookies, cheese,
In imagination’s light.

And then he flies a fast airplane,
Transporting mighty men,
To slay the monsters in the rain
And make them sleep again.

And deep, and deep, and deeper down,
Beneath the house for gold,
He digs and digs around and ’round—-
A miner strong and bold.

With hose in hand, the neighbor’s dog
He gives a sur_prise bath.
No more is dog a sleeping log
And all we do is laugh.

Then, splash! on me! I’m wet! I’m wet!
He’s caught me off my guard!
“Oho! my friend, I’ll get you yet,
Then I’ll be laughing hard!”

This blue-eyed boy with yellow hair
Is making bright my day.
He’s running, shouting, everywhere,
And in my mind to stay.

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