Kanakuu

Kalpea, pöyhkeä
pikkukana aivan röyhkeä~
Höyhelöinen, sikkara
haave kanan vallan mittava~

Voi kunpa joskus vallan saisi
Ei pääsiäistä olla voisi
Marssii kanat perä perä(än)
Untuvaista ympyrää

Kohti lyhtypylvästä ja kuuraa myrskyisen maan

On aika tullut Kanakuun
Aika koittaa nokkaa soittaa
Käy rytmiin kolmivarpaiden (ja kannuksien)
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It's a process. Call it a first try. Sit tight 'cause this is going to be a long one.
That means you can still go to the fridge and do something sensible (eating sustains life, okay. Advertisements are a way to... I typically digress).
Choices, man.

Kanakuu, the legend
by Kanakuu

On 1st January, when lil' mountains draw in first breathsies of the year and pooh-snow falls against the slowly approaching turn of Springy, all the chiwcken of the Great Blue Circle gain self-awarededness.
Their tiny feetsies take them to a glade in the middlest of which is a lamp-postie.
There the chickies will run around the lamp-post with their tiny feetsies until it lights up with d e t e r m i n a t i o n.
It's bluey.
The tiny awareness is drawn from the lil' chiwckens headsies into the lamp-post and becomeths Great Light.
That is how the Sunny is born every year.
When all chickies go extinct will eternal darkness fall.
The end.

With this excuse of a story, will Kanakuu have decided on her stage name.
She wants to say...
Always keep your first crappy teenager creation with you for a reality check. To see how much you once sucked.
And thus, how far you've come.