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the moon is made of cheese,
the cake is made of moon.
the cheese is now a cake,
so let me get a spoon…
a birthday in the dark,
a glowing happy night…
a wonderful lovely cake!
an unforgettable sight…

when pigs can fly,
so high in the sky…
i too wanna soar,
and meet a little boar.
when our paths collide,
we’ll have a lot of fun.
i’ll invite him home
for some cake and a bun…

compass, oh compass,
please do help me find,
the treasures i seek
if you’d be so kind.
which door should i open
for silver or gold?
to buy cookies and candy
and ice cream untold!

i tick. i tock.
i am a clock.
the poet stares.
the time he cares.
for work to start
to create his art.
he’s never late.
he cannot wait…

in the deep of the night
there was once a lonely rider
with his elephant on the roof
they jumped from high to higher
the legends once said that
if you hear a loudly sound
at night on your rooftops
the rider might there be found…

i wanna pick
flowers for u…
somethin’ to
brighten your view,
not every day
will be sunny and bright,
but smell the flowers
and you’ll be alright,
stay strong, stay smart,
stay lovely too…
and remember the flowers
i picked just for u!