Zoo and zoom,
With a special act to put at stake;
And like th elight of th emoon on the loom!
But the flower of the fairies abounds in your muse.
Hope, life, love and depression;
Wake up from your loneliness and jkeep upfront,
And like a line to the loom but never to the moon!
Loom, room, boom, zoom, doom;
Get a professional act in the form of your act,
And like the simplicity of the essence of a micro-lightening.
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