Whenever stars lit up
at night

and the evening breeze
dance and glide

I dream to dream a
wonderful sight

of Nells and lads and
a dashing knight,

of candies and cakes to
take a whole bite

and wear kimono
to a battlefight.

Perhaps a tour on
Mr. Wonka's delights

and snuggle young wolves
with furs of white.

Listen to the bells at
the struck of midnight,

everything to dream as I walk my dream for the night.

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