Articuno, you are fantastic.
Burning eyes and wings of cold.
Articuno, you are majestic.
Fierce, loyal, brave, true, and bold.
And best of all, now we have Fly.
Rising up into the night.
Glorious phoenix of ice.
Touching down and my streets are sky.
Freezing ev'ry thing in sight.
Also, your plumage is nice.
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