In the valley of Sparkle-Sprinkle-Dawn,


    Where the Lopsy-Dropsies yawn,


    There lived a creature, Twiddle-Twink,


    With a tail that''s quick to kink.


    Twiddle-Twink with rainbow scales,


    Chasing after silver snails,


    In the heart of Flufflewood,


    Where everything is understood.


    Underneath a Jolly-Brolly tree,


    He sips on dew with his morning glee,


    Munching on a Tangle-Tart,


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    As his exciting day does start.


    He hopped upon a Bumble-Boat,


    Down the Twirly-Whirls afloat,


    Waves are clapping, Wind''s guitar strums,


    He sails by Cheery-Chirping-Hums.


    On the Isle of Blibber-Babble-Bay,


    He plays with Puff-Pups in the hay,


    Feathers fly and laughter booms,


    In the cotton-candy loom.


    Then twilight twinkles in the sky,


    And Moon''s soft lullaby is nigh,


    Twiddle-Twink in Slumber-Socks,


    Nestles in his Dreamy-Box.


    The stars twirl a lullaby tune,


    While the Jelly-Moon begins to swoon,


    As Twiddle-Twink with a sleepy smile,


    Whispers of his day worthwhile.


    With the sunrise, his story unfolds anew,


    In the valley of morning dew.


    In the heart of the fantastical day,


    The creature of colours, in sunshine play.