And learning occurs on many levels..

Into a dream..

In rushed the dwarf

The castle was hiding something

As a deep well was discovered

Into somewhere the rock fell

As did your heavy green heart

Like the was setting

And the pillow needed stuffing

As the voice echoed nearby

There where dramas to recall

And the pointlessness of

It all

Now transgress but no transgression present in your marmalade face

That was fun

Not uncool

As laying there near the moat

To the sound of circling crocodiles

But remain calm dear one

You will sleep fine

And wake to the sound of breathing

Enjoy a mint

39 cents..