The Future Hill

I’ve heard of a hill in the future,
That is covered in red and gold stars,
Where the locals are small purple people,
Who drive round in apple pie cars.

There’s a liquorice tree in the centre,
Surrounded by tangerine lakes,
There’s a candle stick wood where the castle once stood,
That's crawling with jellybean snakes.

I know of a hill in the future,
Where the children take sunshine to school,
Cut into squares, wrapped up in pairs,
And packed under ice to keep cool.

If you visit this hill in the future,
Just gaze at the evergreen sky,
Let this magical place put a smile on your face,
As the small purple people drive by.

©RS2012