Tropiloco

In a whimsical realm where blackened skulls prance,
Amidst tropical hues, they lead a merry dance.
Tradition and tech in a playful mix,
Tales of old wisdom, modern marvels they fix.

Palm trees sway, with electric glow,
A pyramid rises, a comedic show.
Not just a relic, but a nod profound,
To mysteries enduring, they astound.

Sleek edges cut through foliage green,
Ancient meets now in a vibrant scene.
In this convergence, humor finds its place,
Absurdity and beauty in a cosmic embrace.