thepriest 0 Posted August 25, 2010 Report Share Posted August 25, 2010 Slip the dogs, unto the hare, Chase the roe in the twilight mist. Guard the bolt with border fierce. As my brindle waits, to take his sprint. To wander and watch as the keeper sleeps. And wonder on his manors feast. As his lord takes proud in servants toil. I`ll set the wires for the beast unsoiled. And is my delight on a starry night. To roam with silenced four ten delight. With a roaming beam of amber red. To take the roosting chestnut red. And watch your meadows in daytimes sun. To see where the frenchies, juck with fun. Await the night with my longnet set. And guide you to your proudest death. My pocket I`ll fill with my nights labour. And feed my kin, with the dealers favour. With a smile and a wink. To the barman kined. Heres comes the keeper, I`ll by him a drink. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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