squirt my axolotl
Squirt wiggles through the water so bright, Gills like frills, a delicate sight. A tiny smile beneath the blue, The world feels happy just being with you. He twirls, he splashes, he spins with delight, Turning the pond into pure sunlight. No matter the day, the sky, or the rain, Squirt’s little joy will brighten your brain.
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