It Can'T Be So Poem by Eliza Lee Follen

A boy once went the world around,
Till he a golden castle found;
Then laughed the boy,
Then thought the boy,
'O, were that golden castle mine,
How brightly then my house would shine!'
O, no! O, no! O, no!
My little boy, it can't be so.

Again he went the world around,
Till he a flying pony found;
Then laughed the boy,
Then thought the boy,
'O, were that flying pony mine,
Then I should be a horseman fine.'
O, no! O, no! O, no!
My little boy, it can't be so.