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(4/4)
(4/4)
to outrun the shadowy gloom!
And later,
he flutters, fretty and fidgety,
even though calm and sprightly,
and chirps to a passerby:
“At last, nothing can
spook your giggle,
right?!”
(3/4)
to outrun the shadowy gloom!
And later,
he flutters, fretty and fidgety,
even though calm and sprightly,
and chirps to a passerby:
“At last, nothing can
spook your giggle,
right?!”
(3/4)
in the fluffed-up swirls of midday dust,
he dashes to the Great Whimsy,
fearing his time's a-fleeting,
and sobbing,
he tickles the Great One’s twinkly fingers,
telling Him it's a big deal,
pleading that the starlet must twinkle!
(2/4)
in the fluffed-up swirls of midday dust,
he dashes to the Great Whimsy,
fearing his time's a-fleeting,
and sobbing,
he tickles the Great One’s twinkly fingers,
telling Him it's a big deal,
pleading that the starlet must twinkle!
(2/4)
Hark! If twinkly orbs be aglow, then surely they’re sought, don’t you know? Someone must wish ‘em to dance up high, those glimmering drops that sparkle and sigh?
(1/4)
Hark! If twinkly orbs be aglow, then surely they’re sought, don’t you know? Someone must wish ‘em to dance up high, those glimmering drops that sparkle and sigh?
(1/4)