I want some Walt
Just a touch.

To point to a wall
and See a dream.

I want
an extra-Sparkle in my eye,
Steel in my soul,
A Tigger-bounce in every step.

That thing for taking media from
excellent to
                          Unforgettable...

A little Micky, a touch of Pan,
the bubbling soul of an
        absent-minded professor.
a Heart like Crockett, a Laugh like Albert, and

Just enough Bert to climb up through gloomy dusk,

                                                       AND DANCE ON THE ROOFTOPS.

driving

                 i n   m y   c a r                     

                                                     I

                         see

the careflite copter

  

perched like a bird

     on the 

     overpass.

Cars flew by underneath,

  Red tail lights in the future.

                                               And what of the body and soul

                                               in the copter....

                                                                        Are you alright, 

                                                                            my friend?

             Are you eased on a gurney, are

                        

                         You

                                resting in the Everlasting

                                                                          Arms?