In a town under the sun, π Met a boy, not on the run, πββοΈ Stood a creature, pink and fun, π "Greetings," it said, "to everyone!" The boy blinked, quite in awe, "Am I dreaming?" he thought, jaw raw. "No," said Pinky, "I abide the law, Would you like some tea with a straw?" π΅ The fair was buzzing, not a bore, With Pinky's charm, who could ignore? A handshake later, friendship in store, This tale's too sweet to not adore. πͺ Friendly Pinky and the lad, π€ Made the gloomy day turn glad, If you see them, don't be sad, A pink pal's the best you ever had! π