Mystic in the Moonlight

Hey Clarissa, riding into the sky,

In your witchy wonderland, dreaming so high.

Stars in your eyes, with your wild, free soul,

This is your story, let your story unfold.

Strutting down the street with that fierce attitude,

Witch of the town, with nothing to prove.

Black hat tipping, spells in her gaze,

Mystic and magic, in a modern maze.

Oh, Clarissa, girl with a spark,

Lighting up the night, making shadows bark.

In your world of wonder, magic and spunk,

Chasing dreams like fire, never in a funk.

Clarissa, dance in the moonlight,

Wild and free, shining so bright.

Mystic vibes hitting every heart,

Your witchy soul, a work of art.

Clarissa, with your spellbound stare,

Warning or wonder, neither quite fair.

Your story’s yours, unique and true,

In the skies or the streets, just being you.

Guitars echoing, drums pounding loud,

Breaking all the rules, standing proud.

From dusk till dawn, under starry skies,

Clarissa’s world, with magic in her eyes.

So here’s to the girl who’s got it all,

Witchy and mighty, standing tall.

Never back down, wield your spell,

Clarissa, in your story, forever dwell.