A Land Of Make Believe Poem by Phil Soar

Beyond the edge of nothing, lies a land of make believe
Where imaginary beings float around on motorised brown leaves
Where the land is made of candy sweets, topped with caramel
And children play in chocolate rivers and do not mind the smell

Where the mind is taken to places, that it did not know exist
And the trees emit a pungent haze of cheese and bacon crisps
With houses made of Jello, and meringue flavoured cars
And in the sky as bright as gold, a million biscuit stars