Author Information
Lego Land
Folder:
2008 Poetry 
Lego Land
Lego Land is small and really tiny,
with plastic people shrunk and frozen still.
Glad they can’t talk for they would be whiny,
loud and forever screaming with a shrill.
Visiting their museums would be a trip,
with silly artwork hanging on the walls.
We would go through it quickly in a blip,
while walking up and down their little halls.
Wonderful shiny pieces all connected,
in amazing shapes that were injected.
