Crayon Eater

I ate all of the crayons


In a world of hues both wild and bright,
I nibble crayons, a curious delight.
Their waxy secrets unfold in my grin,
A kaleidoscope journey about to begin.

I taste the reds, a fiery kiss,
Scarlet whispers in each crayon's twist.
And as I chew on the cobalt blue,
Electric visions burst into view.

Emerald greens, they dance and play,
In my mouth, they find their way.
With every bite, a taste so sweet,
Fractal dreams begin to meet.

Colors melt like honeyed streams,
Awakening a world of vibrant dreams.
As I consume the yellow sun's embrace,
Fractals swirl in an intricate chase.

Indigo, a mysterious night's caress,
In my mouth, it's a tranquil mess.
And with each crayon I consume,
Fractals bloom like cosmic plume.

Vivid oranges, like a summer's day,
In my mind, they begin to sway.
The taste of art, both wild and free,
Unleashes fractals for my eyes to see.

In this union of taste and sight,
I savor colors with sheer delight.
Eating crayons, a creative spin,
Unveils a world of fractals from within.

As I munch on colors, my senses unite,
In a symphony of flavor and light.
Through crayons and fractals, I transcend,
To a realm where imagination knows no end.

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