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Christian Jan 2019
I'm back once again and I'll spin you a tail
One made up of lies, One to make you pale
It started a day, just like any other
it sat there and played, it was no bother

I neered it one day, and that's when it started
It did as I though, and then it departed
The beuty and glow, had made it look holy
But if you get closer, just do it slowly

Though at the start it was rather vexing
it can't be said that it's not perplexing
What once stood before me, within arms reach
Had let me to madness, left me on a beach

I got back where we met, met only an oak
Well that and a beggar, a crow and a bloak
None of wich had any to say
I let them be, I let them stay

I found you again, but that time was to late
It was as I though, your head on a plate
I could not say no, and the feast then began
Looking around, I felt like a caveman

Knife in their hand, they chopped away
All look so greasy, what is this buffet
I took one last glance and it was all back
It wasn't your head but rather a sack

I left the place early, and started to wander
got lost and then found, and then came the thunder
Once more I was lost, alone and painted over
But all is not bad, today I am sober

I found you again my golden dead Clover

— The End —