If
only it could happen
My
all dreams would come true,
I
wish I had a salmon,
I’d
cook then perfect stew.
And if I had two tickets,
I would invite my friend,
We would go to the Opera
And
sit there till the end.
I
wish I had an easel,
I would begin to paint.
At first it would be weasel
In bright colours, not in faint.
And if it was bad weather
I’d spend the whole day,
Putting a puzzle together
And
in the end I’d say,
It
would be nice to be so,
I
would feel never blue.
If
only it could happen
My all dreams would
come true.
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