Your wimsy has taken you far
In Flutter Land inside the bowl
Holding gold dust as to weigh stuff
Here is the prince on a journey
Into a forest lit wth fireflies
Where pixies eat ice cream
The protected sounds of wolves cause alarm
They hunger for many things
It is their simple mission
A flame in their nasty hearts
Would then keep your distance
The prince smiles
In Flutterland
In Flutter Land
There are Galaxy Gals cosmic in all ways
Prince not so dashing,
But nicely smiling
You would think him happy
At least drama is less so
Friction is smoothed over nicely
At this time anyway
Oh yes things are okay
Nicely fine in Flutterland
Perhaps his dreams will happen
If the passionate arrow touches him
Yet that is evil or is it?
