The sky has worn its cloak
And I am still awake The dream I am to see Is hazed and so I shake Outside a frog will croak A lily on a lake And so with childish glee In mischief I partake The magic I convoke The quacking of a drake Come out and dance with me On top of a snowflake Night pixies I evoke So time I can retake What creature can I be That night will soon forsake
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