Lo, Thy Mirthels
lo, thy mirthels cascade heaven's sounds
tinkling, dancing, weightless o'er the cliff in bliss
glimmer more as they propel to ground
touch down lightly with a gentle kiss.
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what I was playing with in the Vogon Elvish and some of the idea of Fairly Dust. Yeah, my wife says I'm weird too...
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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