[I wrote this sometime in September 1998, guess I was bored]
I had a dream
where I,
Invented a car which ran on strawberry ice-cream,
Climbed Mount Everest with just my cat to keep me company,
Sneezed every time and a gold coin fell out of the sky,
Could walk upside down,
Could talk to snails,
Was a paper towel in the kitchen,
Was dreaming and I never woke up only until I realised I was being held hostage by three little green men in my head,
Then I woke up.
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