I know a wonderful land, I said, <br />Where the skies are always blue, <br />Where on chocolate drops are the children fed, <br />And coconut cookies, too; <br />Where puppy dogs romp at the children's feet, <br />And the liveliest kittens play, <br />And little tin soldiers guard the street <br />To frighten the bears away. <br />This land is reached by a wonderful ship <br />That sails on a golden tide; <br />But never a grown-up makes the trip— <br />It is only a children's ride. <br />And never a cross-patch journeys there, <br />And never a pouting face, <br />For it is the Land of Smiling, where <br />A frown is a big disgrace. <br />Oh, you board the ship when the sun goes down, <br />And over a gentle sea <br />You slip away from the noisy town <br />To the land of the chocolate tree. <br />And there, till the sun comes over the hill, <br />You frolic and romp and play, <br />And of candy and cake you eat your fill, <br />With no one to tell you 'Nay!' <br />So come! It is time for the ship to go <br />To this wonderful land so fair, <br />And gently the summer breezes blow <br />To carry you safely there. <br />So come! Set sail on this golden sea, <br />To the land that is free from dread! <br />'I know what you mean,' she said to me, <br />'An' I don't wanna go to bed.'<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lure-that-failed/
