That Island
What would I bring to that island with me?
that island covered in sand
the island which hugs the boundless sea
the one devoid of man
Perhaps a textbook on phonology
or a bible or quran
A knife, then, to chop a tree
which sways at God's command
Perhaps I'd take some jubilee
or perhaps a frying pan
A raft built for me to flee
across the ocean's span
What oh what shall I take with me?
on that island free of man
An idea I have to share with thee
whom could really use a tan
Why don't you come along with me and see
that island covered in sand
the island which hugs the boundless sea
the one devoid of man