My wicked princess in a pea it feels like a tea. And my Halloween dreams more scary weary, let Halloween pumpkins let it glow. My little nightmares of my dreams let it crawl and let it go of past is hard life of strife. Some million dreams and few million dreams will come true turning blue.
Once upon a mattress story of Glory. Through woods is more forever green and mist is my Jazz music. Let my story fairy tale comes true is like magic of woods is fantastic.
