Pixie Dust
I went to a place,
A far, far away land.
A land, filled with wonders.
No, not Narnia.
That one's next.
No, I went to a better place.
A land with a captain and a hook,
A crocodile and a clock,
Some lost boys and a Tiger Lily.
And all it took,
Was a Boy,
And a little,
Pixie Dust.
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