Have you ever never sometimes been flying in a dream across a lake of jelly when you hear a distant scream?

Could it be a monster – or the echo of your voice? And being never sometimes you have to make a choice!

Do you fly toward the trouble, be it theirs or be it yours, encountering the terrible never sometimes of a horror?

That’s the way of dreaming as I have realized – when waking in a pool of drool while adjusting my eyes—

Of all the never sometimes that I have lived to see it’s The Never Sometimes monster who always frightens me.

So now when I go dreaming adventuring for miles – I carry both my waking eyes in my travel vials.

So if The Never Sometimes should ever rise and roar and try to eat me for a treat I’ll drop my vials on the floor.

And my eyeballs will be rolling around his feet and there will see that I am but dreaming The Never Sometimes eating me.