By Colin Browen
When terrorists drop pillows,
And blankets to the poor,
And everyone picks up trash,
From the ocean shore,
When people in the great big war,
Drop their weapons and their guns,
When instead of exchanging insults,
People exchange puns,
When the snake sleeps with the mouse,
And the child with the croc,
When no intruders intrude,
And doors don't need a lock,
When people do stop stealing,
And taking addictive drugs,
And instead of throwing punches,
Bullies settle with hugs,
When guns become illegal,
And gas becomes free,
We'll know for sure, that the
World's in harmony
When terrorists drop pillows,
And blankets to the poor,
And everyone picks up trash,
From the ocean shore,
When people in the great big war,
Drop their weapons and their guns,
When instead of exchanging insults,
People exchange puns,
When the snake sleeps with the mouse,
And the child with the croc,
When no intruders intrude,
And doors don't need a lock,
When people do stop stealing,
And taking addictive drugs,
And instead of throwing punches,
Bullies settle with hugs,
When guns become illegal,
And gas becomes free,
We'll know for sure, that the
World's in harmony
