For speaking with the moon in far-away landsFor love-squeezing on the moss with beautiful handsFor napping on a crystal in the desert dusty sandsFor dreaming on cloud wisps which really are the whiskers of the blissful wizard himself!Can you imagine?How wouldn't that be grand!For buzzing 4leafed-clover-luckiness on the fingers of the friends we loveFor the fairies in the skyFor the fairies in our celeryFor the tingleys in our toesFor the happies and the woesFor all this we are born in the stars.

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