For our English class, we had to imitate "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love." We could be anyone we wanted to, and so, of course, I chose to be a Cast Member. Here is the Poem.
The Passionate Cast Member to His Love
Come ride with me and be my Love,
And we will all the magic prove
That train and dark rides, hub and street,
And all the screaming mountains creek.
There will we sit in a teacup
And see the tourists go throw up,
By jungle cruises, to splash falls
Tiki birds sing their musical calls
There will I make thee horticultured gardens
And topiaries shaped like blue martians,
A belle in a dress, and a beast
And a candle welcoming all to feast.
A gown made from the worst array
Which is magical till the end of day,
Beautiful slippers made of glass,
That comfortably stroll to the next fastpass.
A crown of the finest crystal
Which will adorn your head at ball:
And if this magic may thee move,
Come ride with me and be my Love.
A crystal palace for breakfast
So lunch we may then happily pass,
Shall fill you on very long days
Prepared so that your smile may stay.
The tourist throngs shall dance and sing
For delight in early entry mornings:
If this magic thy mind may move,
Then ride with me and be my Love.
The Passionate Cast Member to His Love
Come ride with me and be my Love,
And we will all the magic prove
That train and dark rides, hub and street,
And all the screaming mountains creek.
There will we sit in a teacup
And see the tourists go throw up,
By jungle cruises, to splash falls
Tiki birds sing their musical calls
There will I make thee horticultured gardens
And topiaries shaped like blue martians,
A belle in a dress, and a beast
And a candle welcoming all to feast.
A gown made from the worst array
Which is magical till the end of day,
Beautiful slippers made of glass,
That comfortably stroll to the next fastpass.
A crown of the finest crystal
Which will adorn your head at ball:
And if this magic may thee move,
Come ride with me and be my Love.
A crystal palace for breakfast
So lunch we may then happily pass,
Shall fill you on very long days
Prepared so that your smile may stay.
The tourist throngs shall dance and sing
For delight in early entry mornings:
If this magic thy mind may move,
Then ride with me and be my Love.