Willy $WONKA
We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.
"Come with me and you’ll be...”
“..In a world of pure imagination.”
“Take a look and you’ll see...”
“...Into your imagination.”
We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.
Five Golden Tickets wait in the ledger’s stream - keys for the chosen, supply for the few.
Fuzzybear whispers, Bearableguy123 hides, Schwartz builds bridges, Elon flies.
589 glimmers, prophecy untold, The river runs liquid, the gobstoppers hold.
In pure imagination, the truth takes form, Golden Tickets unlock the storm.