Loch Ness
I heard once upon a time
A new moon was sure to rise
Rise And ride over the Loch,
Where good ol' Nessie's on a lark
Perhaps' she's watching the lightning fly by?
Wishing she could leap and fly?
I do not know if she thinks at all
Now shh! let me listen to her call
Copyright © Brahn Bailey | Year Posted 2017
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