The winds favor flight
As day turns to night.
Dragons & Basilisk, knights & cheerleaders, dancers & riders,
sword welders & such,
So come claim your place, I ask not too much.
The chickens are gone, I am sorry to say
Maybe they got lost in some body's hay.
Burp!
The field is open & sky is clear
So lets go ridin' my friends so dear.
2007-10-10
06:40:23
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darn right, I've been in the heather again
goes great with Clydesdale ala grin.
Another rider has joined the list
To run havoc on a sweet Scottish miss
2007-10-10
07:12:18 ·
update #1