In the land of Sweetcity, I saw a screeching crow clutching a bag full of juicy haribos.
In the land of Sweetcity, I heard a waterfall of chocolate splashing down on the solid ground.
In the land of Sweetcity, I felt a cloud of cotton candy rush past my hip as the chocolate dropped in my watering mouth.
In the land of Sweetcity, I tasted the sweetness of the air and the taste of fresh cotton candy from the mop fair.
In the land of Sweetcity, I smelt a large bucket filled with pink marshmallows in the river full of melted galaxy chocolate.
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