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Upon the soft ocean, the moonlight will gleam,
A silver-tide shimmer; a lantern of dream,
Where tiny kittens curl with their paws so small,
And marshmallow clouds drift gentle and tall.
Beside them a cup of bubble tea sweet,
With pearls that sparkle like starlight’s treat,
A lullaby hum makes the night complete.
2
Golden maple syrup drips slow with delight,
As mocha steam rises in velvet night,
The mountain stands steady, a watchful friend,
Its echoes of magic will never end.
The kittens chase shadows in starlit air,
Their whiskers twitch softly, beyond compare,
While dreams weave wonders everywhere.
3
Bright race cars rush on the valley below,
Engines like thunder, their headlights aglow,
Yet here in the stillness, the kittens rest,
In moonlit baskets where purring is best.
The ocean sings softly, a cradle tune,
Guided by silver gifts from the moon;
A peaceful charm wrapped in a cocoon.
4
The taste of marshmallow melts on the breeze,
And whispers of bubble tea dance with ease.
The sweetness of maple with mocha’s kiss,
A mixture of comfort, of gentle bliss.
Each kitten dreams in a sugar spun sky,
Where mountains and stars keep their watch nearby,
And joy like starlight will never die.
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So follow the path where the moonlight streams,
Through clouds of marshmallows and syrup dreams.
Sip bubble tea slowly, let mocha stay warm,
For kittens bring calm in their tiny form.
The ocean will guide you, the mountain will rise,
The race cars will fade under glittering skies,
In marshmallow night where forever lies.
Mystic Anomanly 