Tiny Dancers (Poem)

We’ve been sent good weather
Tiny dancers flicker on the hills

The stage is ours to conquer
Leave no one sitting still

Let’s dance into moonlight
Make envious the sun

Devour all our enemies
We’ll finish when we’re done

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