The little charmed fairies are playing the games and fluttering like butterflies in the magical garden. Carelessly and care-freely, the high on sugar super novas, skip through the wonderland, buzzing like bees on the nectars from the flowers of the garden. Girls giddy on the pure air, hyper-activity surges through smiles and giggles and girlish chuckles. Flourescent lights of pixie dust glow in the night, as if they were fireflies, or beautiful butterflies coloured by the rainbow. Watch as they play with the rings of the promised land, dancing through the glorious garden of a spirited spree, springing leaps and bounds amidst the abundance of flowers and evergreens, waterfalls and streams of the tallest mountains, and lush horizons of its blue and green tranquility.
Ring play becomes the dance of the sisterhood, where girls rile and are born to roam the earth, and carry the wonders of its secrets with them in aimless whimsicality. Enchanted fairy princesses blissfully leap on twinkling toes as tinkling bells that are edgy in the ways of their own fearlessness. Foolish nature of the innocent rebels to tease and taunt the gremlin-gobs who play in the mud in the land below the fairest, as we laugh in giggling bliss that theyve never been able to beat us in a game of hide and seek, or even tagline, as we speedily race against time and space in featured presentation of our keen speed and skill in the play of the rings.
Flirtatious winks from girls of the glittered garden in a super sweet playground of ecstasy and splendor are evoking feelings of an enamored envy, because everyone wishes that they could be a part of something so special as to spend all of the days of their lives playing magical games of bliss in the wonderful garden with the enchanted fairest.
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