Never Say Neverland
Three darling children
Fast asleep in their beds
Little did they know
That their innocence
Will soon be dead.
For tonight creeps
The shadow of a boy
Through their window breaks
He pulls off the blankets
That covers their face
Surprised their
False savior arrived
Promising adventure
To live life of outlaws
Murdering pirates
Dumping them
In crocodile jaws
Hunting with savages
Wild as can be
Skinning animals
Rallying scoundrels
In hangman’s tree
Sealing the deal
They will never be alone
They agreed to go with him
And were taken away
Far away from their home
Poor Wendy was the first to go
Her blue eyes couldn't look away
From his charm and wit
Even though something
Was telling her to stay
Her sensual side gave in
The moment
She wanted to lean in
Tinkerbell warned her once
And mermaids a second time again
True, they were trying to drown her
Only because she'd be better off dead.
Oh, Wendy. How you've been tricked
How you've been seduced
She didn't know then
But she is to learn
Being picked as a mother
It was her turn
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