Walking in the Forest

October 13, 2020

A-drift on a cloud,

Gold on the rainbow,

A daydream in a shroud,

Glittering fancies to bestow

Muttering elves,

And whispering gerbils,

Evil eyes keep bodies to themselves,

Witches drinking teas a-herbal

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