Overheard this morning from my two Philly grandsons:
Merrily merrily merrily merrily
Life is botta cream.
No, that’s not it. It goes “Life is only a dream.”
No, that’s not it, either. It goes “Life is what you dream.”
Or maybe they said something else and it was all a dream.
But I’ll go with their last choice.
They sang it for another minute, at least. And then they went back to being lions and playing with their Legos.