Celtic faerie queen
With hazel eyes and body lean
We the fey are in your debt
Your gentle ways more than inept
The highlights in your golden glimpse eyes
Give us a daily offering of complete surprise
Your verdicts are swift, but always fair.
We love hearing your prayers in the air
You have inspired us all to do a bit better
Justice prevails in the land of Metter.
Celtic faerie queen, you are such a rare one
Your decrees are never overdone.
i'm dead in the water
floating like a lotus
around me fishes are gather
a big fat frog jumps
splashing the water
wokes me from my dream
escuze me, he said,
i respound: dosen't metter,
without my dragon-fly
i'm dead in the water
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