The man strapped on his parachute,
and stepped up to the door.
He listened for the pilot's toot,
then, as in days of yore,
He stepped out of the airplane's side
and started down the sky,
Did dips and turns with diver's pride
You should have seen him fly!
He landed near a boiler
and looked about the room.
On top there was a broiler
brandishing a broom.
"You know, it is the principle,"
the broiler boldly said,
"and since I know the principal
it must be true you're dead."
The man, confused, closed his eyes
and shook his dazzled brain.
He opened them to seven pies
and waving fields of grain.
He then, with generosity
gave to a nearby cat
(one full of curiosity)
the pie ('twas made of rat).
This dream began, you may recall,
in quite a normal way,
a simple jump and then a fall -
it seemed like normal play
But when he stepped into the mill
and found him ground to flour
He woke up feeling very ill,
so went and took a shower.