At the Wake All dressed in black dawned Ayin Dandive is fiddlin
Up sa daisy.
up a shinny daisy.
your Upsin a shinny daisy
Ayin dandive is fiddlin their bendin down to up sa daisy Ups a shinny daisy. And thats not what thier not supposed to doom. Abbalicious Xanadu Skywalker the people stomp their feet Up the shinny daisy
Ayin dandive is fiddlin Iris Versicolrs. Sajda to their mission paidir their not not to have been caught sajdah to their mission upsin A daisy Upsa shinny daisy daisy be sured daisy be secured Ups the daisy That’s not not what their not to have been caught dooming
Their tapping their feet snappin thier fingers clapin thier hands and bobbin their heads Because that’s the sort of obstacles Ayin hath tau of going through.
At the Wake Ayin, Remington Crown, Nicholas of Cologne, Hypnos and On yur Chozun Fitz Patrick
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
This is the final product this is a work in progress a sketch hear the music see the people dancing swirling and feel the sound of their stomping feet Rhythems and songs that can only happen the other side of the wake.
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