Comes the fiddling fiend
Comes the lascivious lingerer
Steals away, the sneak, to the bend in the creek
And lies with a lovely light
From the beckoning field
Where the battles were waged, we trade
Furs and beads will fill their needs
And keep the moon up tonight
And illumine well the fight
Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 5:26 AM UTC
Comes the fiddling fiend
Comes the lascivious lingerer
Steals away, the sneak, to the bend in the creek
And lies with a lovely light
From the beckoning field
Where the battles were waged, we trade
Furs and beads will fill their needs
And keep the moon up tonight
And illumine well the fight
