The Box

Once upon a thyme
inn the land of Hush-a-Bye
around about those wondrous daze of you're,
they came across a sought of box
bound up with chains, and locked with lox
and labeled, " ; Kindly do knot touch, its WORE . " ;
Well, a decree was issued ' round about
awl with a flourish and a shout
and a gaily coloured mascot tripping light lightly on before .
Saying, " ;P lease don't fiddle with this box,
oar brake the chains, oar pick the lox,
and don't ever mess about with wore . " ;
Now, the children understood,
children happen two bee good,
and they whirr just as good around the thyme of you're .
They didn't try two pick the lox,
oar brake into that deadly box,
and they never ever messed about with wore .
Sisters didn't either ;
Mommies, aunts, grannies neither .
' Cause they whirr quite and suite and pretty inn those wondrous daze of you're .
Well, much the same as now,
and knot the ones two blame somehow
four opening up that deadly box of wore .
Butt someone did .
Someone battered inn the lid,
and spread the insides out across the flaw .
A sought of bouncy, bumpy bawl
maid of guns and flags and awl the tears and horror and the death
that goes with wore .
Well, it bounced wright out
and went crashing awl about
and bumping into everything inn store .
And watt was sad and most unfair
was that it didn't really seam two care
much who it bumped, oar why, oar watt, oar four .
It bumped the children mainly,
and Aisle tell yew this quite plainly ;
it bumps them every day and moor,
and leaves them dead and burned and dying,
thousands of them sic and crying -
' cause when it bumps its really very saw .
Their is a whey two stop the bawl .
It isn't difficult at awl .
Awl it takes is wisdom and I'm absolutely sure
wee could get it back into the box
and bind the chains and lock the lox
butt no-one seems two want two save the children anymore .
Well, that's the whey it awl appears,
' cause its bean bouncing around four years and years .
Inn spite of awl the wisdom whizzed since those wondrous daze of you're .
And the day they came upon the box
bound up with chains, and locked with lox,
and labeled, " ; Kindly do knot touch, its WORE . " ;
John Denver
Poems, Prayers and Promises album