The Symphony Of The Cosmic Flamingo

In the realm of dreams where reality sways,

A tale unfolds, a cosmic ballet ablaze.

A 20-foot flamingo, with feathers aglow,

Wielding a violin, in the moon's soft glow.

Its beak, a bow, against strings made of starlight,

Echoes cosmic melodies, dancing in the night.

With each majestic note, galaxies twirl,

As the universe becomes its grand, swirling pearl.

The flamingo's plumes, a spectrum of hues,

Painting constellations, weaving cosmic clues.

A symphony born from celestial desire,

Igniting the heavens with a radiant fire.

In the waking world, where sanity reigns,

My niece spins yarns of homework, where magic remains.

Elves with quills, and potions in inkwells,

Guiding her thoughts, casting academic spells.

They measure the angles with enchanted rulers,

Scribing equations with mystical coolers.

A fantastical realm where math becomes play,

In the elves' enchanted, homework-filled bay.

Oh, bizarre visions and whimsical tales,

In dreams and chatter, where imagination sails.

A cosmic flamingo, a homework elf's delight,

In the surreal tapestry of the whimsical night.