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Somewhere in the heaven where Gods used to meet,
From there came my angel, so cute so sweet.
She looked just awesome, ‘copy of Merry’
And I was gasping by that very.

She cackled, she laughed and through the sky,
drizzling her divinity, and charming sigh.
And when she suddenly ticked the sun,
Sun laughed in hay. They had rhymes and fun.

She wiped few stars and tapped moon face,
She played with them all; like run-chase
Now baby was tired and it was now night,
She slept on clouds, squeezing them tight.”

“And when she was sleeping, she was so cute,
The Gods played violin,