"Papa, Papa, please read me a story!"
The little girl asks her father with glee.
"Alright then, just one more, and then to bed.
Now cuddle up close, lay down your head."
Once upon a time lived little Wendy,
Who thought that her life was rather bland.
But, with her imagination and teddy,
She met fairies and saw far away lands.
Imagine her surprise when she saw that,
Perched on her windowsill, was a young man!
"Who are you?" she asked, to which he tipped his hat -
"I'm the one and only, the great Peter Pan."
He held out his hand, and she knew what to do:
She grabbed it real tight, and away they flew!
Over mountains, forests and gurgling str
"Papa, Papa, please read me a story!"
The little girl asks her father with glee.
"Alright then, just one more, and then to bed.
Now cuddle up close, lay down your head."
Once upon a time lived little Wendy,
Who thought that her life was rather bland.
But, with her imagination and teddy,
She met fairies and saw far away lands.
Imagine her surprise when she saw that,
Perched on her windowsill, was a young man!
"Who are you?" she asked, to which he tipped his hat -
"I'm the one and only, the great Peter Pan."
He held out his hand, and she knew what to do:
She grabbed it real tight, and away they flew!
Over mountains, forests and gurgling str