Somewhere up above the clouds
Exists and old and crooked house
And within the house there lives a man
Who creates rainbows when he can

He sprinkles magic upon the clouds
From the window in his crooked house
And when the rain begins to fall
From the magic a rainbow forms

A bit of magic does wonders, don’t you think?

Another digital doodle of a magic nature this week!

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