The Journey

Now the fly was overwhelmed with this deep generosity of Stan, to give, give, give of the foodage
'Cause all life lassk ssk suf of the foodage, haha
He look at Stan and said
"Is there anything I can reciprocale, or do in the joy of return for your generosity, for giving me food and stuffy?"
Stan, "I'm looking for the other half of the moon and dangly, this is my folly
Show me where the missing half of that moon"
"I don't know" said the fly returnly
"But I know someone who know, if only I were big enough to transporty most
I'd take you there myself, I would do this"
And Stan, having the possessy power of the Magicold, ah
Standed over, roley out the sleevey
Wavely hand, hovery, hovery, hovery, hovery and out with these magic wordy
"If all the flies were one fly, what a great enormous flyfelolifer that would bold"
Oh, and there, incredible but oh, dear, hovery, hovery
Now the fly recalled with these wordage
"Not only will I transportnum there, but I will sing it a deep joy of a songload in your eardroves, that I will do"

If tomorrow was today
It would be yesterday
The sun is surely just a thought away
Where visions that men fail
To put to words to tale
And music that they try but cannot play

You're right, it's just a dream, your company so kind
Hold very tightly please and we shall go out