What would you see

in the city of dreams?

A mini sun?

Glowing streets?

Benjamin Franklins

Growing on trees?

Cramped in a world of giants

Giant people, giant buildings,

Giant pizzas, giant prices

Rats as big as your leg

From your ankle

To the high of your thigh

Cars and people buzzing like bees

You wonder what would happen

If you whacked it with a bat

Or if you jabbed it with your knee

Instead of honey,

Out would fly pennies

Nickels, quarters, dimes,

And men dressed to the nines

A 24-hour carnival

Paint on every wall

Train tracks underground

Be careful not to fall!

No one ever sleeps

In the city of dreams

Because life is a wonderland

That’s what it means.