Merry rainbow-go-round rush
what force propels a mammoth leap so high and so boundlessly bold
that hair flings forward and head throws back
as she remarkably flies ahead with greater wings than a tired duck with bad back?
Against cornucopia lights
fantasy cars
candy coated trains
this lady clothed in the curtain of night
leaps over the bounds of an imaginary village spinning in childhood delight
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