I would take a Tardis tent, woven of a child’s spirits, for hiding in lakes of fear,

I would take a map to happiness and freedom,

I would take a bottomless bottle, filled with sweet cherries and oranges to squeeze for their juice,

I would take an alpaca, that ballroom dances and sings opera, for my entertainment,

I would take a bottled whirlwind for climbing snow-capped mountains,

I would take a pouch of stardust for escaping combat,

I would take an enchanted compass that points to the ‘cake?’ Or ‘cup of tea?’,

I would take a slice of death to cast on my enemies,

I would take a maximized toffee that grows back any piece you bit off,

I would take my happiness, my friendships and freedom,

I would take you…