They were only imaginary friends
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Though brought to life in such a way
One most surely wanted to play
With these boys and girls of imaginary worlds
There stories awoke breathing such vitality
One could see and feel all their energy
Firing such marvelous desires...
As floating down the Mississippi river on a raft
Swinging through the jungle on a vine
Strolling the cool mountains of the Alpine
Each so utterly unique...
Bringing a smile to a child on rainy days
These living breathing wonderful fantasies
Had truly achieved immorality
For generations they've stayed
Young and old alike still find them to be....
The best of rainy day company