Cotton Candy Sky
Sliver moon, cotton candy sky. Silver spoon, eat a piece of pie. Shiver, gloom, time ticks by. Wither soon, all will die. Cold, dark, walk in the park, Folded arms, branches sharp, Watch your eye, way up high, You'll want to see that cotton candy sky.
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