I walk amongst the flowers
I swing amongst the trees
The evergreens await me
When there are no more bees.
In frosted flower cupcake land
I live amongst the shrooms
Till blossoms bloom again and
Leaves make hammock spoons.
For I am a wild summer child
That you will never see
Lest you swing amongst the rose buds
And dance with sylphs and fairies.
For I am king of the mushroom ring!
Lord of Sylphs and Fairies.
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