fairybook

Wrong is right and right is wrong

Belch and cheer, publish a song

Praise, and glory

A self-censored story

This I posit

Sans my closet

Take a portrait while all alone

Get on with pride like a dog to a bone

Mind my show

I bask in the glow

The Book of Faces evokes a trance

Call the tune; I’ll sing and dance

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