The days of the ballerina called The Black Butterfly were spent throwing ice cubes as she pranced in her lavender leotards and red, red shoes, chasing The Doll Thief as the campfire faded.
The days of the ballerina called The Black Butterfly were spent throwing ice cubes as she pranced in her lavender leotards and red, red shoes, chasing The Doll Thief as the campfire faded.