Her feet rest firmly on the sky
While her shimmering digits
dance the work of millions
to an earthly beat
Don't forget this
Even when they bear down
with their sweet and
artificially flavored diversions
For you are sure to find
That they will clean and polish
and gnash their teeth
and banish your flame
to eternal blandness
Always say
please and thank you
to her.
This was going to be for something, but now it's not. Actually this makes the first thing that i have finished just for fun in a long while. i may add some simple colors when i get the chance.
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