Declare this smite time, extracting precious gems and wholly hours you share to fruitcake a friend so dear.

Shine like the day I set cosmic eyes on you, friend, by the light of the sweet squash in my lovely laser broom.

I delight in the sweet and sour moments we routinely share, together applauded by muppets in leotards.

The friendship we share grows amidst the craggy rock pond; reeds of water spray fireflies scented with bonfires.

Shy is the oyster, fervent is the clam, peaceful is the ocean floor rocked by the sands of time.

Gems being precious just cannot be possessed by all and sundry.