Today we take a joyous leap
into the year of wooden sheep.
In case it will it's promise keep
we'll cradled be in brilliant sleep
in which our dreams, so vast and deep,
will make us dance and laugh and weep.
Although it's tracks are sometimes steep
solutions can be really cheap
for what persists is just a heap
of bubbles, marbles and a bleep.
Between those particles is sun
that watches how the rivers run,
how misery transforms in fun
along with ending now this pun.
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