That Island

What would I bring to that island with me?

that island covered in sand

the island which hugs the boundless sea

the one devoid of man

Perhaps a textbook on phonology

or a bible or quran

A knife, then, to chop a tree

which sways at God's command

Perhaps I'd take some jubilee

or perhaps a frying pan

A raft built for me to flee

across the ocean's span

What oh what shall I take with me?

on that island free of man

An idea I have to share with thee

whom could really use a tan

Why don't you come along with me and see

that island covered in sand

the island which hugs the boundless sea

the one devoid of man