Once, down in the scum, The Cinnamon Madgyk Fairies did Come, bearing Gifts, the likes, such delightful rarity. Five magicians timely arrival, Just a follow-up, meeting he that day, His PennSnow “Syl” Vanishing, never nearer the clouds, would lose his footing, not unforeseen, so afar too arrives in time, one learns, eventually. Yet, lofty days…

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