Dancing and carols like daily ends. Her spirit shall lift your blacken bland.
All such plans, décor in perfectly sync. Her artful birthdays will melt in loving heat,
With timing enough to make mischievous trick. A careful caution beneath your feet.
However parties differed from fun and danger. Monsters lurks with a dagger,
Unless power is beyond they've suspect. Monsters hears an ominous laugh.
Voicing hails to pierce that muster. Monsters have loose their number,
Smiting upon villains down the drain. Delivering monsters down its blade.
None may halt or stop her whim. Methods are crush to preserving beam,
Flourished in incredible excite. Torrential spirit against every might.
Witness to feel her everyday tone. Listen to her words that pace each race.
Follow her guidance to this point. And torn astray with splitter half.
Without her friends that boast throughout. She'll stay as despairing as a trout,
Alone wouldn't be enough. Her laughter isn't all of acquiring base.
A tale somehow it obscures. Through appointed pasting,
A story may soon endure. Through impending future.