I may sit on your palm,
You may read me a psalm
and if all falls apart
I provide a new start
to uncover your fear
while the darkness is near
and Banshee just leaps of her guard
If you’re willing to face
amber eyes’ piercing gaze
then you won’t have to worry
‘cause word’s fortunes will
scurry
Then you better not hurry
just in case you were trapped
in a maze
Go untie all the ends and
with time wisely spent
you’ll be able to bend queenly
Brigid’s blaze
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