• 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