I though I felt a summer breeze
Tilly turned on the fan to tease
Waved a gun
Said," Reach for the Sun!"
(Thinking that she was havin so much fun)
But the Gun went off.
Now she hears the jury scoff
Tillie thinks it'll help her case
To go to the trial wearing fancy lace
And off to the judge
Some sweet chocolate fudge
It was just a dream
My mind drifting in a vapor stream
Flowing like melted ice cream
From the warmth of a hot sun beam
