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.