My fairy queen she swings, upon stars of Honey-gold
Upon black Liquorice skies, dark and a thousand years old
The sweetness of the air, rolls through her Sugar-spun hair
And brushes her Milky skin, soft under the moonlit glare
She licks her Chocolate-covered lips & swings without a care
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