I would really be makin’ hay
If a mini fortune came my way
This summer I’d take a class of Brooke’s
Purchase all the dollhouse books
Visit the Thorne Rooms, Titania’s Palace
Buy furry animals made by Alice
See the Museum of Carole/Barry Kaye
If the lottery would pay my way
What’s at Castine?
I’ve been so curious
My money’d go there fast and furious
I’d buy all of Eileen Vernon’s pottery
If could only win the lottery
I’d be delirious if Sandra Wall
Could teach me flower-making in the fall
Bev Gallerani’s plants and Wilga’s shoes
Would chase away the winter blues
I’d go to England in the spring
Indulge myself in one big fling
Buy china that was always out of bounds
If I could spend a million pounds
If all that money were truly mine
Chicago ’s show would be just fine
IGMA artisans could all prepare
With money no object, I’d be there
Dana Sippel’s Dolls of Romance
And Shirley Whitworth’s men in pants
Would share Judee’s beds and Nicole’s chairs
After climbing gorgeous spiral stairs
A d.Anne rug and fancy curtain
Would accentuate their playful flirtin’
Observed by at least one Claudon cat
In a Victorian house by Noel and Pat
Its lawns would have Bill Lankford’s trees
Helen David’s flowers would surely please
And it would be this miniaturist’s crowning glory
If I could live this fairy story
So ... when do I get my check?
(Oh, and I won the contest, too, but no prize ....)