For my wonderful cousin Peggy, who also knows where adventures come from.
Launching Pad
She bought her clothes at the discount chain,
No sugar Daddy, no gravy train.
A simple girl of ordinary means
She often ate wieners without any beans.
She imagined better and in her dreams
She ate elegant chocolates, only the creams.
She drank bubbly, expensive champagne
Soaring the world in her private plane.
She knew imagination was totally free
So late at night she would smile with glee
Picking piles of bills from the money tree.
She went on adventures wearing only her robe
With zebras and elephants she traveled the globe.
If anyone would ask her and discreetly probe
How she could afford the adventures she had
She would show them the library that was her launching pad.
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