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First a walk a merry traipse
Millie is the leader
Then the sand it stretches on
The dunes go on forever
A lady with some pretty shoes
A mad man killing all in two's
A wolfie person offers a ride
A group together flowing tide

Horses beating, strange men screaming Blood and madness, fear and fastness. Then it is all gone.
Questions query where are you, What is who we be.
Folding bonfire, man of green.
Pumpkin headed, smoking preen.
Paths we walk through
Sands we part do.

A Palace guarded thrice by meanies Climbing, clawing up the chimneys.
The doors open for the Queen of Darkness
The big man fires his gun
The wolfie is a girl once more
Myself and Mille fun.

Traipsing through the solemn halls
Librarian and Dr. Seuss.
A little read and then the fall.
Back out to the throne room.

Pretty colors, swirling light
All for he, his madness tight
Cold cold words and simple patter
Then back to London less the fatter

Know I never here before
Never knowing what's the score
Here with Millie playing on
Visiting the Guvnor's lawn.

What a visit, what great fun
Think I'll stay a while and run.
With Millie.

Who?