Sunkist laughter night and day
Colours abound and out in the fray
Whirlwinds of shapes, speed and prism
Tiny to the eye as a shiny microcosm
Checkered and crossed in a bright lighted tunnel
Falling into the fathoms of a huge white funnel
The windows crooked under the starry sky
The moon in its hiding as the cloud tries to pry
The faces of the trees all tired and weary
The scales of the dragon would ignite a fury
The insanity grows as the doors begin to crumble
Tonight is a night where one cannot fumble
The torches are lit and the fire burning
The blades of grass swaying and turning
Perplexed is the mind of those who claim sanity
Throughout their lives boasting with vanity
It all seems aghast to those present now
Things from the past you never knew how
Dreamscapes and Nightmares are here forever
Exit and escape to which you shall gain never
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