Take me away to cotton candy roads
Leave the five-toed imprints in the saccharine artery
As you slowly, but steadily, stumble along your way
An inebriated truth is dragged along
And sticky footprints follow
As you still dawdle on your way
But as the sun traipses in the motley sky
The interconnected floss erodes
As you lose your way.
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