One of them was walking through the town, a true as
the magic town, filled with candy land, all different types
of flavors, that someone who admitted to over-drooled
all in one typical color in her mindless brain, it rains
many of white frosted marshmallows every single road, she
embraced her moment of joy, upgraded laughs and
giggles along, the rollercoaster was made in Smores, and
plenty of more too, brownie of cars to drive on the easy
strawberry racetrack came through the whole entire
course, orange cotton candy clouds can be huge upon the
openhearted sky, when she woke up proudly, the woman
who love her unique dream, she sparks her infamous eye
Written by
Michael James Brindley
2-12-19
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