Twinkle, twinkle little star, So mystic as Victoria’s bra; Beneath your blinking eyes, Was my childhood dreaming fly. Sparkling in your solitude, Is my perpetual gratitude: To your untouchable truth, To your soul-lifting innocence; Whenever life is full of juice Or without fancy fluorescence
Proud, proud my dignity, So precious as diamond’s purity. Inside your suave mantle, Is your gut to fight in a battle. Unbreakable is your tough spine, Tasty is your glamour as vintage wine. I trust you’d rather trade all glories-- Those meaningless, mundane vanity, For the last sanctuary in a cool flurry, For an unforgettable life with dignity! 2004
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