Come on sleepy head,
it's been such a long long while.
That the world's almost forgotten
the brilliance of your smile.
Let's fly to Damascus
We'll go skipping cross the dunes.
We'll have such fun, we'll outshine the Sun,
and shout echoes off the Moon.
I just heard the doorbell.
Take a guess who came around?
It's the jolly old Fat Man,
whose footsteps shake the ground.
My bright shining boyo,
you've been sleeping far too long.
Time to climb from your deep deep bed,
and sing your happy song.
Come open your present,
take a look what you just got.
A brand new cobalt jacket!
Man I tell you these are hot.
Little Boy time to go now -
Bring your friend the Fat Man too.
We'll have such fun, we'll outshine the Sun,
when we dance in the dust of Kabul.
Great little poem! (For non-history-buffs, "Little Boy" and "Fat Man" were the names given to the atomic bombs we dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki)