I'm not a carpenter
But give me a hammer and nails.
I'll build you a castle
Fit for a King and his palls.
There will be nothing to compare
When my hammer begins to swing.
For I can build a birdcage
Or a mansion for little Kings.
I have the imagination
To go with my hammer and nails.
When what I finish astounds you,
I told you so in my wails.
Love ya!
Jane