by TYLYN
A Rainbow walks the runway streets
Dark Chocolate lies with Caramel on ice cream beaches
Salt tastefully brings things together, preserving a new peace
Chopsticks pick the Curry up from their despair
The trees are a bright green, and in fact quite clean
It looks like the day’ll be nice
Blues and Pinks are holding hands, glee in their eyes
Even the Shattered Glass clatters along the sidewalk with pep
Gold drinks tea with the Iron
And I pray that this peace remains.
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But in the shadows
A Beast plots
Spilling red water ruins their thoughts
So my prayers go unanswered
And all of my people begin to drift away
To a wicked crusade abound
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