I was the Saturday kid
Who lived for the movies,
That magic arena
Where fantasies play.
I rode on the prairie
And dived in the
ocean,
Then stayed in a
rapture
The rest of the day.
I swung through the
trees
When I heard Tarzan
calling,
Those ivory hunters
Were landing their
plane.
But with moments to
spare
All the elephants
joined us,
And the baddies slunk
off
Empty handed again.
I was out on the
prairie
With the posse behind
me,
Those outlaws were
running
From robbing the
mail.
I rode up behind them
And fired my pistol,
To a man they
surrendered
Then I locked them in
jail.
And as the house lights
came on
We all rushed for the exit,
Still riding my
stallion
I was out on my own.
I flew with the hawk
man
And sailed after
pirates,
A kid went to the
movies
But a hero went home.
Copyright©Alan
Gilbert 2011.