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I opened a book and
in I strode.
Now nobody can find me.
I've left my chair, my
house, my road,
My town and my world behind me.
I'm wearing the cloak,
I've slipped on the ring,
I've swallowed the
magic potion.
I've fought with a dragon,
dined with a king
And dived in a bottomless ocean.
I opened a book and
made some friends.
I shared their tears
and laughter
And followed their road
with its bumps and bends
To the happily ever after.
I finished my book
and out I came.
The cloak can no
longer hide me.
My chair and my house
are just the same,
But I have a book inside me.
~ Julia Donaldson
in I strode.
Now nobody can find me.
I've left my chair, my
house, my road,
My town and my world behind me.
I'm wearing the cloak,
I've slipped on the ring,
I've swallowed the
magic potion.
I've fought with a dragon,
dined with a king
And dived in a bottomless ocean.
I opened a book and
made some friends.
I shared their tears
and laughter
And followed their road
with its bumps and bends
To the happily ever after.
I finished my book
and out I came.
The cloak can no
longer hide me.
My chair and my house
are just the same,
But I have a book inside me.
~ Julia Donaldson
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