As I was walking down the street,
The ugly pavement at my feet,
I wished a wish, entire, complete
That one day I might go to Crete.

I wished a wish that one day I
Might leave the traffic roaring by
The dull and stupid thoroughfares
Where avid merchants flaunt their wares;

And step across Old Minos’ Plinth
And wander in The Labyrinth;
And there beneath an Ancient Star
I’d gladly face The Minotaur.