WELCOME

When I grow up, I think that I

may pilot rockets through the sky

grow orchards full of apple trees,

or find a way to cure disease.

Perhaps I'll run for president,

design a robot, or invent

unique comptuerized machines

or miniature submarines.

When I grow up, I'd like to be

the captain of a ship at sea,

an architect, a clown or cook,

the writer of a famous book.

I just might be the one to teach

a chimpanzee the art of speech...

but what I'll really be, I'll bet

I've not begun to think of yet.

by

Jack Prelutsky