Misty crispy icy wind
Embrace the bluish mountain wing
Rusty crusty lusty youth
Pop up glimmering the succulent dew
Radiant drowsy charming frosty
What are you up to my friend?
Dancing teasing the traces of sunshine
Don’t you think it is time to move on?
Yes my lovely little girl
Time is coming for me to say good bye
But I sing, dance before it takes
For me to ride my little journey
Shining rhyming at the glistering moon
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