I had a dream

That I was hiding

Under a glass table

Because two burglars

Were breaking into my house

A big bag of money

Was dumped onto the table

And I thought

In the dream

Oh, good, they can’t see me

Stupid, I know

But it’s a kid’s dream

They counted their money

Put it in stacks

Talked a bit

Placed it back in the bag

And left the house

That’s all I remember

Except that

When I woke up

I was disappointed

I wanted to be seen

Stupid, I know

But it’s a kid’s dream