Big Stuff Oreos, Corn Dogs, and Mt. Dew, oh my!
The silent steps of tiny horses
Echoes of a distant land
Thunderous cheers from blood thirsty crowds
Resounding off the walls of time
The dazzling heat of a noonday sun
Scorching the fields of dusty earth
Where is my licorice?
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