Disney World Poem by DM W

This is a thriving, perfect world
Where golden dreams dance into life;
With technology's magic wand;
Sanctuary from today's strife;
A cool, commoditized Eden
Of story book fantasies,
And clockwork pictures of living,
Before the Fall's bitter coming.

Quaint symbols are replaced by fresh signs;
Where one shalt always follow arrows;
And where one shalt always stand in line;
Directed by warm currents and flows.
Blasts of hyper reality,
At affordable rates for all,
With wondrous waiting worlds to see;
Childhood digitally recalled.

A world of great progress and perks:
Of journeys to stars that dazzle;
Of mad parades and fireworks;
Of bright, pink fairy tale castles;
Of hot dog and pop corn pleasures;
Of reckless, preposterous pirates;
Desperately hunting for treasure;
Of heroes that pluck love from hate;

Of cartoon images made flesh,
Providing plastic transcendence;
Where's there no putrid scent of death;
Just a blurring of the senses -
(Just taste the sweet, swirling madness!)
Of immaculate scrubbed clean streets;
Of holidays all the year round;
Of grand, exotic mysteries;
Of international renown.

Compliant performers in costume
Radiate such rainbow tinged fun,
Like bold spring flowers in full bloom;
As cheerful as the summer sun.
There is always a song to sing
In swell, delightful Disney World.
There is always a neat ending
Where evil doers are defeated;

Where Mickey Mouse never ages;
For time has no meaning here.
The light of love shines on all faces;
For fairy dust removes all fears.
It's the perfect place for us dreamers;
(The price we pay is merely pride.)
For we are passive consumers
Who like to be taken for a ride.