In the land of the rainbows,
Our dear ones walk.
Our dear ones talk.
 
In the land of the star fire,
The darling ones dare to dance.
The darling ones play, perchance.
 
In the land of the crystal sky,
Our precious ones now have soft fur.
Our precious ones run in a blur.
 
In the land of the shining mist,
The cherished ones gyrate.
The cherished ones await.
 
In the land of the dazzling light,
Our wee ones kiss.
Our wee ones miss.
 
In the land of the rainbow angels,
The dear ones bestow love.
The dear ones shine above.
 
 
Sandy and the Dook City Gang
Tempus Fuzzit
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[Posted in FML issue 4595]