Bieschty’s Blog

I wish I was Gyro Gearloose
I’d invent things of all sorts
A cleaning robot, thinking cap
But most of all: a teleport

Or else I would be Superman
Then too, everything is near
I’d just fetch my cape
And fly to the window of my dear

Or I’d become the president
Of the United States
We’d live together in the White House
And have dinner with Bill Gates

We all have our dreams
And this I want to say:
Mine are about you
Being not so far away