evil poppy

“Coco, you you you quirky bundle of mischievous atoms, you current resulting from the flapping of faeries’ wings, you lazy cradle cat, you tortoise-shaped cloud, you breath of dying martyr, you red dancing shoes in sprightly legs, you bubbling well of good spirits, you dizzy American, you shameless secret whispered by ruby lips, you fancy hat on a fine head, you you you evil poppy!”

—the boy in the hat