The dust bunnies were all sleeping,
sleeping in their beds.
Each had fun dreams,
fill their little heads.

One was dreaming of the zoo,
with lions, tigers and bears.
Dreaming of a party,
with all the animals there.

Another was dreaming about,
going to outer space.
Skiing on a comets tail,
to a fun filled place.

To a circus, another dreamed,
to see the funny clowns.
Watching the acrobats,
and trapeeze artists hang upside down.

Another dust bunny dreamed of the sea,
and of dolphins, fish and whales.
It dreamed of mermaids with long green hair,
and of a boat with golden sails.

One dreamed of the snow,
glistening a purest white.
A place to build snowbunnies,
that would play in sheer delight.

Another dreamed it was a knight,
with a mount called Belvidere.
Rescuing the smallest princess,
from monsters far and near.

Up in the air, another dreamed,
on a red balloon,
Flying over forest and field,
and over the desert's dunes.

All dust bunnies have pleasant dreams,
when they go to sleep.
No bad dreams come their way,
and no nightmares do creep.

They dream such dreams of fairie tales,
and in the morning light,
they share their adventures with others,
of their dreams at night.