By Susan D. Harris

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I was dancing with Max Fleischer,

And his animals on the moon.

Soon I was Somewhere in Dreamland,

Sung to sleep by a cricket’s tune.

∞

I didn’t dream of marble halls,

Nor did angels appear to me;

Instead, I saw electric lights

Lighting Luna Park by the sea.

∞

A warm breeze brushed by me gently;

Salty air of a summer night.

The full moon challenged Edison

On who had the right to give light.

∞

They both prevailed till the dawn broke;

Parrish painted the morning sky.

Pierrot bowed, the curtain came down,

And the sun spread her wings to fly.

∞

A pleasant dream I awoke from,

On a tranquil but rocky shore,

Where we kindred souls had gathered,

Remembering 1904.

∞

We’re ‘children of paradise’ now,

Perplexed by the stage far below.

We tired of the din and chaos,

Our lost planet had come to know.

∞

Tired of computers and cell phones,

Tired of gadgets and high-tech toys,

Weary of lies and deception,

And dirty political ploys.

∞

If Einstein had only slowed time,

In a world advancing too fast,

We might not have felt so trapped there,

As if gravity stole our past.

∞

So we’re on the moon with Fleischer,

We escaped unnoticed last night.

We have no plans for returning,

It was strictly a one way flight.

∞

A comet will blaze through heaven,

Like a beacon to all mankind,

Beckoning others to join us,

If they feel the earth too unkind.

∞

Tell them we yearned for long ago,

When the greatest thrill there could be,

Was strolling through the lights at night,

Down in Luna Park by the sea.

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