World

We can make a world
Where only ice cream is swirled
There would be no pain
And only dragons would be in chain.

In this world of ours
There would be no scars
Cause no one could harm
Nor any witch un-charm

In the world we make
No on could be fake
Not even the man
Who wants to be an Anne

No lie can be told
Until bronze became gold
Or fire became ice
Would that even suffice