They all gathered round as the Pickler cried,
"Come! Look upon these new lands!"
and then they all dashed like mad down the side
of the hill, wildly waving their hands.

The pumkin they left, to mark the last place
where they had left all of their things
except for the nets (the Politician made a face,
for he hated to chase bugs with wings.)

As they each ventured forth, the group split apart
for each of them went their own way,
and every man wished to prove the strength in his heart,
with the things that they did all that day.

The Pilot went solo, and carried his net,
spreading his arms out so wide
he made such a noise as his course he did set,
pretending an airplane to fly.

He ran through the tall grass, flapping his arms
(though planes, as a rule, cannot flap),
and the new land before him drew him in with its charms
until he heard a loud thunder-clap.

He ran for cover, the net o'er his head,
in vain trying to keep the man dry,
and he soon found a tree with its leaves all red
which he dove underneath, and there lie.

The rain all around was such a soothing sound
to the ears of such a weary man
"I've been walking for days," he said, looking around,
"So I'll get as much rest now as I can."

He closed his eyes and lay there in dream,
while the red leaves shook overhead
and the raindrops dripped off the leaves in a stream
that poured on the poor Pilot's head.

But the Pilot, asleep, didn't notice a thing:
he was dreaming of flying up high
and a cloud came to rest on his aeroplane's wing
and played tambourine on its thigh.

The rythm was strong, and another cloud came,
skipping and prancing about,
and the Pilot looked ahead, and through the window-pane
he saw a blue whale with a spout.

It bellowed and dove, and behind it a cat
came prowling and clawing the sky
and its claws tore some lightning that zapped just like that!
and was gone in the blink of an eye.

But the Pilot, afraid, tried to steer the plane down,
though he was inexperienced and
there were no controls, which caused him to frown
and thoughfully lick up some sand.

Then a hole in the roof caused him some pain
when through it a steady stream poured
and drenched him so wet--- but it was only the rain,
and the Pilot, still sleepy, just snored.