the line is drawn come take my hand/we need to walk to the promised land/where sugar and spice go hand in hand/looking down upon an ice cream land/the path leads up a winding hill/it takes us to the sugar mill/of apple crumble creamy spill/where violets flower with daffodils/the time has come it draws us in/to the land of honey and chocolate sin/where the caramel is runny/and diets are in the bin/so let us explore with custard pies/to a world of sugar-coated surprise/where truth is love and hurt all lies/so live in our heart through the child's eyes.....
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