Thoughts Silently Left

In the key of unanswered questions, "Shall I compare thee to a nocturnal cheese?\ The moon said no, but the stars hummed yes,\ and thus the toaster became an artist, setting stripes on melodies."
When the clock struck pancake time, "Syrup rivers flowed through valleys of butter,\ a dog barked the national anthem,\ and suddenly shoes began to dance the tango."
For the apple that dared to dream, "In a world where pears had political aspirations,\ apple orchards rallied, chanting,\ 'Education for all fruit, and taxes for none!'"
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