Dream Team!

Well, first off, the author of the example poem is awesome.

Second, I cant really remember dreams off the top of my head. One dream that has stuck with me over time is one that I had when I was about 4 years old. I had recently watched the Wizard of Oz the just before going to bed. In the dream I wake up, but inside the dream. I used to sleep in this old bed that had these tall bedposts, or at least they were big to me. but instead of bed posts, there stood the pissed off trees from the Wizard of Oz. you know, the trees that were all mad because Dorthy wanted to eat an apple from them. Anyways, the trees were of course angry at me. they proceed to try and eat me, but with my 4 year old debate skills, I convinced them that I would of coarse taste horrible. If they wanted to eat someone, they were perfectly open to eating one or both of my sisters. after I had convinced the trees not to eat me, I sat in my bed and talked to them. I cant recall what about but I most likely would have been pretty pointless being 4 years old and talking to imaginary trees. Now that is when I woke up, but if I were to have stayed in the dream, I would have most likely played a game with the trees, because nothing is more fun than Jr. Monopoly with ticked off, man eating trees that could talk. I of course would win, because I'm a pro at Jr. Monopoly. after a quick game of generic childhood bliss, I would have showed them over to my sisters room, let them eat the sister of there choice and see them on their way.