"AND NOT HAVE A CARE IN THE WORLD"

"AND NOT HAVE A CARE
IN THE WORLD"

by Daryl G. Kruse


I want to run
And paint the sun
And scan the skies
With bluebird eyes
Or use my toes
To scratch my nose
And not have a care in the world!

I'd like to fly
In yonder sky
With tassled wings
of pretty things
And climb up hills
With flowered frills
And not have a care in the world!

If I could kneel
on some boat's keel
I'd make a wish
To catch some fish
Or maybe wait
For bigger bait
And not have a care in the world!

I'll fly some kites
With brilliant lights
I'd give a poke
To tell a joke
Then run and play
On Santa's sleigh
And not have a care in the world!

I'd hide and peek
And be a sneak
Or sift my hands
Through soft, warm sands
And wiggle my ears
To calm my fears
And not have a care in the world!

I'd like to clown
Around downtown
Or visit trees
With bumblebees
I'd hold the moon
With a silver spoon
And not have a care in the world!

I'd like to see
A gumball tree
Or milk a cow
If I knew how
Or maybe float
A billy goat
And not have a care in the world!

I'd like to spin
A rolling pin
And try to bake
A pigeon cake
And I would lose
My purple shoes
And not have a care in the world!

I wish my bed
Could taste like bread
And then I'd eat
Some pickled feet
And go to sleep
On top of sheep
And not have a care in the world!

I'd throw a ball
Right through a wall
Then patch the hole
With pitch-black coal
And stretch a band
Around my hand
And not have a care in the world!

I'd fill my pants
With silver ants
And shine my shoes
With sticky goos
And then I'd laugh
And hug a calf
And not have a care in the world!

If you were me
You'd go to sea
And sail a yacht
But not a lot
Then head on home
And read this poem
And not have a care in the world!

It's awfully nice
To skate on ice
Unless you fell
Into a well
And broke a bone
On an ice cream cone
And not have a care in the world!

I'd like to climb
A nursery rhyme
And see how Jack
And Jill get back
Then telephone
My funny bone
And not have a care in the world!

If I could paint
I'd paint what ain't
I'd brush the air
Just here and there
And paint just one
And then be done
And not have a care in the world!

Don't think me bad
Or somewhat mad
I'm just a boy
Who likes to toy
With silly ways
On sunny days
And not have a care in the world!

Daryl G. Kruse © 1999 December, 1996

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