

| Zach woke up one day confused where he was He was high in the tallest of towers How long had he been here he couldn't recall Had anyone seen him for hours The light from the window now made the room bright The morning sun captured his eyes At first glance around the room appeared empty With cobwebs and lots of dead flies The bed where he slept had posts made of plastic As round as a giant oak tree The quilt on the end had been woven with wool As tight as a fine quilt could be "Now what can I do" he thought to himself The door to the castle was locked And the staircase below that he'd climbed up last night Was somehow mysteriously blocked But Zach had some hope, he had read in a book Of a man who could always escape By building the craziest useful contraptions With nothing but wire and tape Now Zach had no wire, he didn't have tape Could this be his most fatal flaw If only somewhere in this tallest of towers Could Zach find a knife or a saw And then the light shifted, the sun rose up higher As morning was heading toward noon In the corner he saw the reflection of something That shone like the blade of a spoon There buried beneath a small pile of saw dust Zach's wishes had really come true The reflection he'd seen was that of a dagger Its handle of a yellow and blue Zach got to working. It took him all day But before he had lost all his light He cut off the bed posts and split them in half Then he lay down to rest for the night The next day he woke and he took out his dagger To cut up some strips from the quilt And with nothing but plastic and fibers of wool I'll share with you what Zach had built Out of the window, zigging this way and that He had made a five hundred foot slide He climbed to the top and like a glass marble Zach headed out on a ride |