As a little Man I always wanted in my own dream lands to be just like Popeye the sailor man

Good times for those whom spent some time of service in the Navy in their Youthful years

For I want to be like Popeye such of a sailor man !

There was once upon a time when little Jim,

Did have his belief in such things,

As those special kind of flying machines,

That for some reason never it would seem,

To have the power yes the special power of the military,

Such of a magical design so divine!

Now at once they ask that old Man,

Known as Popeye such a sailor Man,

For as such a little boy in which I had an imagination ,

So wide it could match most anyones in his little boys,

Neighborhood was in the time of my so called youth,

Just such a little boy was so blinded by Gods lights so bright,

Little Jim's imagineations started to fly off the written pages,

In which he had the knowledge of that little boys style,

For his so childhood ways of so much was of his own , Imagineations

Opened his eyes that only were open to the child inside of himself, 

Jim said Amen!