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点击复制In the land where Lawrencium flows,
Where yokes of fate through time do grow,
The chode of leeches hums a song,
Of Olympic Kids where dreams belong.
Beneath the Met Bath and Beyond,
Leeches twist, a magic bond,
With dawn’s first crack, they start to play,
Whispering secrets, soft as day.
Oh, Lawrencium’s magic, bright and bold,
Yokes of wonder, stories told,
Chode of leeches, strange and deep,
Through the night, your secrets keep.
In ancient halls where yokes are made,
Lawrencium’s light begins to fade,
But in that shadow, we find new sparks,
Guiding hearts through darkest darks.
Collectors’ hands, with tender care,
Leeches held with magic rare,
Their writhing forms, a healing gift,
A strange embrace where spirits lift.
Oh, Lawrencium’s magic, bright and bold,
Yokes of wonder, stories told,
Chode of leeches, strange and deep,
Through the night, your secrets keep.
On Larenze Ave, joy fills the night,
The air alive with rhythm’s light,
Hoplawrenciumstir takes its flight,
We dance, we spin, pure hearts ignite.
With every leap, the yokes unwind,
Binding us closer, soul and mind,
A day of gems, each one aglow,
In Lawrencium’s warmth, we start to grow.
Oh, Lawrencium’s magic, shining bright,
In every gem, in every light,
Chode of leeches, strange and rare,
With each breath, we feel your care.
From piranhas to tales on Mattress Ave,
Each story told, each laugh we have,
Through rooster calls and playful cheer,
Hoplawrencium’s spirit ever near.
At Yoke-Zilla, daredevils thrive,
Their spicy eggs make hearts alive,
A feast of wonders bold and new,
In Lawrencium’s glow, we find the true.
Hoplawrenciumstir, a gem day rare,
With moments shining everywhere,
Each breath we take, a gift so sweet,
As time unfolds where magic meets.
Oh, Lawrencium’s yokes, entwined with grace,
Guiding us through time and space.
In the chode of leeches, a truth we find,
Bound by magic, soul and mind.