Through mine eyes as a child.
The world was flat, back when I was a child
the tamest cat seamed a lion of wild
the big was so small, the small titanic
and saying something meant that I meant it.
With my recorder I could call up rats
the world was flat
The grin on my face as big as our yard
which then was much bigger, not just a shard
England was farther away then Pluto
On witch I played a fun game of shoot-out
-I only lost to the cat in the hat-
the world was flat.