how it will be?

will it be like this,
or will it be like that?
will we drink tea
after we have a spat?
will you wear my hat,
and will I dance like a bat?
will we wake up before the sun,
or will we stay in bed all day long?
will we laugh until we're blue in the face,
will we have nights when we look into space?
will the telescope show us the moon,
and will the stars glow like lights in a saloon?
will the seagulls speak all afternoon,
and will the dandelions blow away like balloons?
Will it be like this,
or will it be like that?
You can guess and you can walk a mile.
You can tell jokes and you make me smile.

Amsterdam September 25, 1999


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