Mama Quilla

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Yo, listen up, here's a tale 'bout Mama Quilla, Goddess of the moon, a true celestial thriller. She rolls in the night sky, silver and cool, Shaping the tides, breaking the rules.

Moonbeams cascade, she's got that sway, Tides rising high, controlling the bay. But when she meets Inti, the sun's blazing might, It's like a gangster showdown, a celestial fight.

Mama Quilla and the sun, they clash in the sky, Heat meets cool, making the Earth fry. Moon melting, the sun's all fire and power, Creating chaos, making the Earth cower.

The moon's like, "I'm cool, but don't mess around," The sun's like, "I blaze, don't test my sound." In their cosmic duel, they rock and they roll, Shaping our world, that's how they control.

Mama Quilla, lunar queen, in her silver throne, With the sun, they're a power zone. But remember, it's all in play, in celestial fun, Their cosmic tango, when day meets night, it's done. @redbricks8587 you tube.