A rusty nursery rhyme lingers there. Creak, creak, the animals have forgotten how to run. Creak, creak, the plants have lowered their eyelashes. A snicker comes from the shadows, and all things are forced to listen to that wicked nursery rhyme that runs as thick as blood.
Elegant
79
Fresh
73
Sweet
271
Sexy
83
Cool
559
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