N00DL3 2

When I was young I dreamed of a place
That in my imagination I would always visit
My hamburger headed friend by my side
We would climb under the kitchen table to make our transit
The table shifted into our flying saucer machine

And we soared past stars and planets and infinite galaxies
Beyond the edge of space deep where no one goes
There was an awesome little planet full of adventure and fantasies

A home away from home far amongst the stars
A world that we called N00DL3 2
The trees made out of pasta or the first thing we saw
And N00DL3 1 just didn't sound as cool

We would spend our days sitting on the beach
In front of a great ocean of lemonade
When we swam we floated around on lemon slices
We drank the lake, the taste was great, just like homemade

We built a mansion for our selves from pasta trees and licorice vines
Had animal crackers for pets
And delicious cotton candy spew
From giant inland jets

The creature that lived here were excited to teach there ways
And we occasionally got lost
Inside a vegetable maze

I miss the places that existed in my head at childhood
Even though I can no longer get there I'll never forget
But my mind is sharp, I have not lost my spark
And I'm sure the best place to visit 
I have not created yet

By LukeCoomer (c)