Of Magic, Machines, and Candy Cane Dreams.

by TheSkeletalGent

A Little Introduction

Something strange is in the night, a thought that makes you shiver,
that for-special kind of thrill, only one thing can deliver.

Star light, star bright, a watch-piece goes ching-chime!
the tent flaps are a-flutter, and the train comes right on time.

What you see ain’t what you get, what you think could be a dream,
nothing feels impossible, and nothing’s as it seems.

So ask your silly questions, and play your silly games,
true joy is never stagnant, if the fun is in the change.

All easy ways are good ways, and all good things keep a-flowing,
heart and head and body-box, why and where would they be going?
To heed the call, one and all,
the madness of the carnival.

Comments

[Chaotic Note]

Well, you can color me interested.
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