For there she is,
As you touch her,
Her sides made of molasses pancakes with syrup,
Adorned with sweet,
Sweet honey stripes of octaves and green,
Colors
That are
Not green as
She only
Grows bored, space limitless.
For there she is,
As you touch her,
Her sides made of molasses pancakes with syrup,
Adorned with sweet,
Sweet honey stripes of octaves and green,
Colors
That are
Not green as
She only
Grows bored, space limitless.
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