In the softest sponge, a ripples caress
in a toadstools dress, in just one pins point of pain
danger,
with its tiny fangs, smiles just for us,
its toothy grin lurks within.
Come, let us trip the fantastic light-footed and dancy.
Care not, nor care for the dragon in its rainbow lair,
it may be gone away and today not here.
For are...
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