_by Willard D. Coxey._
_Illustration by Ryan Walker._
Oh, a curious place is the Land of Dreams,
With its vapory castles of smoke—
A shadowy land where the sun never beams,
And Reality’s only a joke!
’Tis a place where fortunes are made in a night
With nothing of cost or labor;
And all that you do is to turn out the light—
And dream that Wealth is your neighbor!
’Tis a land of bliss, where no one is missed—
’Tis a land that lovers adore,
Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissed
Is a dream on the edge of a snore!
So here’s to the shadowy Realm of Sleep!
And here’s to the People of Seeming!
The rest of the world may awake and weep,
But me for the laugh and the dreaming.
[Illustration:
“_Where the prettiest girl who ever was kissed_
_Is a dream on the edge of a snore._”]