Ill share the vision of heaven I was given as a child.
Everything is made of clouds which look good enough to eat. When you eat the clouds it tastes like candy floss.
There's a grand river with streaming lemonade rather than water.
There's a tree on which grows all the best food you would ever want to eat.
You can play with all your friends all day and no one will make you come in to do homework.
Bed time doesn't exist and you can stay up all you want.
Looking back, this vision of Heaven seems somewhat hellish and a first class ticket to the dentist.
Everything is made of clouds which look good enough to eat. When you eat the clouds it tastes like candy floss.
There's a grand river with streaming lemonade rather than water.
There's a tree on which grows all the best food you would ever want to eat.
You can play with all your friends all day and no one will make you come in to do homework.
Bed time doesn't exist and you can stay up all you want.
Looking back, this vision of Heaven seems somewhat hellish and a first class ticket to the dentist.
Hoi Zaeme.
