I have added a couple of new verses that, I believe, enhances the poem.
I dreamed I saw a golden cruising ship
With gleaming decks which reached towards the sky,
Just lifting anchor for a fabled trip
To sail above the clouds that soar on high.
And greeted there by friends from long ago
With loved ones who were gone for many years,
To hear again a long lost fond hello
And meet the cheerful throng with happy tears.
What myriad wonders that my eyes could see
With famous paintings placed on every wall,
Great artists and composers greeting me
With music from some mighty concert hall.
The cusine on that ship, beyond compare,
With renowned chefs from every age and clime.
Fine waiters without equal served the fare,
And every cruiser called the meals sublime.
What shows there were upon that cruise,
Performers from the present and the past,
With Shakespeare's newest plays and witty views,
Great dancers, singers, actors in the cast.
Caruso did the singing at one show,
And Fred Astaire danced lightly cross the stage.
Houdini did ten card tricks in a row,
And Marilyn's new outfit was the rage.
I saw Newton dropping apples on the deck,
And Einstein was measuring their speed,
Madam Curie did a radiation check,
And Confucius said that "Wheat was once a weed."
At tea one day, I met Diogenes
Who told me that he'd found an honest man.
Then Chopin played piano bar to please,
And Plato served the drinks with great elan.
The ports we saw were fine beyond compare,
Alexandria, Rome and Athens in their prime,
But, then I woke just dozing in my chair.
That ship must cruise with me some future time.