Over the clouds...

...and through the sky

to Papa's house I go,

the plane knows the way to make my day;

through the cold and icy air!

Over the clouds and through the sky

And straight to that B gate,

It seems to go extremely slow

It is so hard to wait!

Out of the plane and through the door

Now Grand V- I do spy!

Hurrah for the fun with everyone!

Hurrah for banana pie!