Written by Susan Lane
Into the Realms of Pure Fantasy
Do you ever wonder how it would be
With all the advances within medical history
Wouldn’t it be fabulous if there were to be
Further miracles that could be seen
That had been started way back in 1993
And were due for conclusion this December
Around the 16th
Oh, my goodness I would be so pleased
If something like that had happened accidentally
Where their hearts restarted just on a whim
Within hours of death without medical aid or surgery
Just a fluke, and all the encouragement they needed
To continue their healing work experimentally
So, they could improve their own lives willingly
Proper human guinea pigs
No conventional medicine used
Just lots of complementary ways to improve
And people who were willing to share
Their dubious gift or craft, oh yes, I’m aware
I know it may sound daft but
Even conventional medicine may have been considered
At one point in time as some sort of Witchcraft
So, if well-being was so important to you
Then it could be to those people too
And if they could be so much better than
When they arrived at the hospital you see
Then maybe it needs investigating
For the rest of the human race because
It may very well be something in the hospital structure
That inspires these results to be returning the “clients”
From old age to youth within a few weeks
Fantasy Healing?
Maybe this healing way has an unobtrusive effect
On the dinghy race and you never know
It may be that they’ll return to their homeland
Immediately, willingly
And Jim, my two sons and Trinity
Would come back to me without the crud
That they had seen just before the end of their spell
Whilst they were experiencing their own kind of hell
I can’t think of anything I would rather happen to me
Than to have all of them coming back to see me
And walking through my front door
Having a cup of tea and staying for many dawns
Well, we all know that cannot be
I’m an author not a person of mystery
I cannot do anything like Harry Potter you see
With a swish of a wand and they’re here with me
No not Harry Potter, I meant my family, oh dear,
And as you know there’s only one person
Who has returned before, and he’s quite famous
Had a book written about him an’ all
Well, that’s it for me, the end of my little fantasy
Best go with AssTea and have a nice cold drink of
Yes, Asti
Goodnight from ColourMine and me, hehe

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