These molten words will change but Disneyland will always be divine <br />This Kingdom Khrushchev could not enter <br />A great magnet for older wallets and youthful minds <br />And entertainment some find sublime. <br /> <br />500,000,000 is quite a throng <br />So nothing could be terribly wrong <br />To view and play this entertainment Mecca <br />And for a moment join its vast old song. <br /> <br />Mickey never came and greeted <br />Money was needed everywhere <br />The true artists were in short supply <br />In the shops to my eight year old and even I <br />The silent urge was: Buy! Buy! ! Buy! ! ! . <br /> <br />I will miss the joy of swirling tea cups <br />The terror of speedy space in a strobe light mountain <br />Friendly cho cho transport around this teeny town <br />And memories of the ancient: 'It's a Small World After All.' <br /> <br />But for all the magnetism of marketing hype <br />There's something missing that seemed once to be there <br />And forty six years later scratch my head and wonder <br />Could it simply be this time I had to pay the fare? <br />I HAD TO PAY the fare.<br /><br />Bill Grace<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/disneyland-at-half-past-youth/
