The Star
Star that twinkles up, up, up, and high
It shines the brightest in the darkest night sky
Its radiance, so bright, attracts the peeping slime
To adore it everytime
Brightly shining star that is adored in silence
Even hate is used as a masquerade
To hide the acclamation and brazen the conscience
For one can't just mimic its shade
Its shade of bright hues is rare and unique
Like colors interlaced in a woven fabric
Many envy it and want to mimic
But only few can clique
The crabs and the crocs want to be like it
But the heart of its radiance is difficult to hit
That is where the pulling begins to condense
May its radiance become more immense
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