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Rabbit, Rabbit, worn and weary at my parlor door Come inside, sit by the fire, we’ll let tea spirits pour They listen as we sip, they’ve never heard a rabbit howl. But you’ve loved a wolf, and the wolf loved you A rabbit who was on the prowl Your lover wore the beast they made, of comets, dirt and fur You drove fast cars You fell through stars You think it would all become a blur Oh the places you two ran, the places you two crashed A rabbit who danced through constellations You two birthed solar systems when you clashed You tell me of what you saw, the gods and their creations The secrets that you made together, the heights you did ascend And how this journey came and went to find its timely end Because you lived an urban fantasy, in a world like a dream Fantastic creatures in it teemed Fantastic deeds and fantastic feats Fantastic, eerie, dark lit streets. For all its wonder, much like your lover, It had as many teeth And this is where a rabbit learned to growl Grew sharp claws to disembowel And on each other you left your marks Be it lovely or be it ****** Both felt trepidation at the threat of sparks So Howl, rabbit, who offered up your beating heart Howl rabbit, who loved the prowling bard! Tell your stories, weep into your cup Nostalgia rocks you in her arms Howl at those old once blazed skies Howl about all of those pretty lies Howl, divine heart break of harsh goodbyes A thousand suns set on that day The dream is done, or so you say The things you crave, the things you made These things you’ve done will never fade The fauns of man have made their war In the ballad of a love that is no more... But you’re not a rabbit, and they weren’t a wolf This was not a dream I was there, and it was despair, The story wasn’t as pretty as you made it seem I’m glad it’s done, that you’re both free I hope you did enjoy the tea But make no mistake, I know your habit They weren’t a wolf, and you’re not a rabbit
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 12:24 AM UTC
The Lovers Urban Fantasy
Rabbit, Rabbit, worn and weary at my parlor door Come inside, sit by the fire, we’ll let tea spirits pour They listen as we sip, they’ve never heard a rabbit howl. But you’ve loved a wolf, and the wolf loved you A rabbit who was on the prowl Your lover wore the beast they made, of comets, dirt and fur You drove fast cars You fell through stars You think it would all become a blur Oh the places you two ran, the places you two crashed A rabbit who danced through constellations You two birthed solar systems when you clashed You tell me of what you saw, the gods and their creations The secrets that you made together, the heights you did ascend And how this journey came and went to find its timely end Because you lived an urban fantasy, in a world like a dream Fantastic creatures in it teemed Fantastic deeds and fantastic feats Fantastic, eerie, dark lit streets. For all its wonder, much like your lover, It had as many teeth And this is where a rabbit learned to growl Grew sharp claws to disembowel And on each other you left your marks Be it lovely or be it ****** Both felt trepidation at the threat of sparks So Howl, rabbit, who offered up your beating heart Howl rabbit, who loved the prowling bard! Tell your stories, weep into your cup Nostalgia rocks you in her arms Howl at those old once blazed skies Howl about all of those pretty lies Howl, divine heart break of harsh goodbyes A thousand suns set on that day The dream is done, or so you say The things you crave, the things you made These things you’ve done will never fade The fauns of man have made their war In the ballad of a love that is no more... But you’re not a rabbit, and they weren’t a wolf This was not a dream I was there, and it was despair, The story wasn’t as pretty as you made it seem I’m glad it’s done, that you’re both free I hope you did enjoy the tea But make no mistake, I know your habit They weren’t a wolf, and you’re not a rabbit
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 12:24 AM UTC
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