We go to the attic where we're not to play
But there are so many things that we just have to stay
The place is all crowded wtih piles of junk
So we look through the boxes, the bags and the trunk
Inside the dust covered boxes
We find coats out of bunnies, minks and foxes
Long fluffy boas with lots of pink feathers
All sorts of hats that are shaped out of leather
Big rugs out of fur and an elk on the wall
We have fun by playing games with them all

I crawl under the rug to be a great bear
Then a growl and a shake gives the others a scare
I laugh and I joke but it becomes a mistake
The others are now monsters from under a lake
It would be gret if these animals were alive
So that they could come find us when we go hide
For I have come to the simple decision
If no one's looking it's not fun to be hidden
But how can we possibly bring the animals back
There are only three of us.  Is there something we lack?
What we need is magic, a spell or a potion
Yes!  We need action with the force of an ocean
But we have magic with power of oceans of fish
For I just made a very wonderful wish
All i have to is let the wish go
It's going to work I really just know
It starts from my hand and rises so high
We feel ourselves moving we're starting to fly
The attic grew dark but now there's a glow
As changes around us are starting to show
We all begin falling and come down with a thud
Look there's a cow.  She's chewing her cud
The coats begin wiggling unsewing their strings
And up from the pieces new animals spring
We watch and we laugh as the elk's head shakes
We pinch outselves to make sure we're awake
The bear who was just once a rug
Is now sitting up and he's giving us a hug
We all get together and play hide and go seek
As I start to go hide I see the bear peek
All over the forest we jump and we run
None of us can remember ever having such fun

Then from below and outside, down in the hall
I hear my name rising.  My mom is starting to call
We look all around and find the attic's trap door
Yet if we go the animals might turn back just like before
They all gather round to say their good-byes
They tell us it's okay by the kindness in their eyes
I reach out and open the attic's trap door
We watch as the grass turns back into floor
The animals are all safe now back in their places
But the smiles are gone from their once shiny faces
We all felt ourselves change a little today
After we brought out the animals to play.


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