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written in olden day english, it's just a random bit of fun |
All by ye, I hear to thee, Encompass all my hearts desire, As I ponder my attire. Wake now as I pass the time, As I must speak for whence I rhyme. Tither whilst I follow path To which I know no end of wrath. I walk the distance to be farther, Whilst I think of things much larger. I wait and wander As I ponder not much yonder, Follow as I tell a tale Of a wench, her song and ail. This I know not much around, Yet I speak of all I've found Truly love will conquer all Even tales big and small. Do not trust the witch's story Filled with glory, She knows not wholly of all men Weary by the days unfolden, See it now as clear as day, Night shall come and none shall pray. A man's story dawns at night When all spoils do come to sight. They shall play, and sing, and do All the things they know not too. Be wary of the man past dusk, Hide yourself from all unholy lust. Fear not the dark, But what lies hark. True things I speak For what you seek, Pathetic lives art thrown unjust To wind and water they do rust. Save thine mind and thine life, Do not fight, do not hold strife. Courage be thine only friend, Whence danger lies around the bend. Wherefore thou ask, I cannot tell, but bask In light whilst thou can, For this day is nearly at hand. People thou see in light of truth Doth they may turn on to couth And foolish minds Wander through, yet nothing to them binds. Dreadful heat and maladroit seas, Keep away from the birds and bees. Kill all demons with thine spite, Fear not to use all thine might. Death of ye may come too quick, Beware the choices and fickle pick. Selections made without much thought, Often end up not what thou hath first sought. Think not of what thou hath not won, Hath not lost, but hath thee none. Stay out of all the darken meadows Evil lurks within the shadows Hear I say On this day All by ye I hear to thee. |