Once upon a doodle,
in a land made of nibbles,
there lay invisible books
with every page a new giggle.
Teddy bears roam at dusk,
wearing hats of moon beams,
believing in the harp dreams
of a quietly spinning machine.
Secret paths weave through paper trees,
winding slides and slidey swings,
where time melts like berry ice cream,
it's a tickle tickle joy bell rings.
So hold your breath
and wear that grin,
for in the whirling magic circle,
the show is always about to begin.
Explore more paths:
Dream Lantern |
Hidden Miracles |
Giggling Tides