The beautiful blue mask
Swirls and dances in the artificial light
With its long nose,
And its artful grace.
He made it.
And he loves it.
Wears it for Halloween,
Every year.
He should wear it in the ballroom.
And watch it swirl and dance
With its artful grace
Where it belongs.
It may never happen.
But I can still hope
That one day I will look at that beautiful blue mask,
My favorite color,
And smile a real smile.
Swirls and dances in the artificial light
With its long nose,
And its artful grace.
He made it.
And he loves it.
Wears it for Halloween,
Every year.
He should wear it in the ballroom.
And watch it swirl and dance
With its artful grace
Where it belongs.
It may never happen.
But I can still hope
That one day I will look at that beautiful blue mask,
My favorite color,
And smile a real smile.
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