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He's Batman? No! he's not any other superheroes But he gave me a field of daisies and sunflowers arranged in rows; We are lying on the porch caressed by the winds swaying with blooming ferns on spring, Not a bat yet he resembles a cute cat that pulled me out of sorrows.
He's Superman? No! He's not even existing in a comic book, Yet he saved my doomed soul from falling to a dark cliff with his loving hook; We woke up together, welcoming the hotness of summer His cheeks might look like a boiled dumpling but I love his looks.
He's my Anpanman! He went with me when I left and ran, He joined me at my misery until I could afford to just have fun; I was as fragile as the golden leaves on autumn, But I met him, his gummy smile wanting me to face the lively sun.
He's my Snowman! He gives me warmth on freezing night, He guided the blind part of me when I lost my sight; In the midst of ill-tempered blizzard he appeared with skin as white as milk, he recharged my busted light.
