So soon as she stepped off the railway car
She felt magically pulled from afar.
What happened was that fictional device,
A one that's been used, I'd say, more than twice,
Where 'Is or isn't the story a dream?'
Secures the reader's belief in the scheme.
You know, 'Will I have to believe in elves?'
Mystic journeys aren't flying off the shelves:
People will endure Clarence the Angel,
So long as Capra uses the angle
It's George's bump on the head, or it's true.
If Capra does it, I can do it, too.