Chills, Frills and silly gestures alike
Fill the will with a frosted chilled delight
Serious, Delirious and profoundly aware
This lightning sparks those let us beware
Magically appearing this feeling within
A crevice closing gently I hear it begin
Sound in around the air full of wonder
It begins with a swirl of resounding thunder
Running through the air is a sense of well-being
 Much like the lush strawberry cake all too clinging
But freely arranged as in notes on a staff
which strike the chord in time for a laugh
Glorious, Impervious and hideously insane
This wreck is headed your way, Candy Cane