
Sometimes I go to The Place Of Magic Twigs

and I cover myself with them

then I dream about The Red Tree...
"I am The Red Tree. What do you want?"
"I want to listen to you sing."
"Okay then."
(Sings)..
"I dreamt a dream about a turtle
Living in a lovely way
Then I picked it up and hurtled
It across the motorway
Hey hey."
"Did you like that?" asked The Red Tree.
"Yes very much, thank you," I replied.

Then I usually wake up somewhere like a shop (I don't know why) and shake hands with people.