Into a different land I go,
Magical creatures here below.
Jack wants a beanstalk, seeds to sow.
I fly everywhere, high and low.
Such things happen every day.
When night comes I shout, 'hurray.'
Different adventures, day by day;
Never do I need to pay.
Magic like this is just pretend.
Before I go I must attend,
To the world I wish to defend.
Now my dreams come to an end...
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P.S.: I will use this to relate to the children when teaching poetry.
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