She was a riot
She was never quiet
There was never any silence
When she was around
She brings the colour
She brings explosions
She is the riot girl
And she’s always glowing
Like a red hot fire
And she busts into light
Just like a firework display
She is a cosmic universal array
She is the riot girl
And time and time again
I watch her rise to the occasion
And she always burns
Like the brightest flame.
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