Mye: The World Elsewhere – The Twelfth

*Dark Crow Shaman*

Hearing rumours,
I came quickly,
Hearing humour,
I grew sickly,
And banished those,
Who danced in prose.

Mewling critters,
Lost in their way,
Howling litters,
I curse this day,
Cornix neco,
Et incanto.

*Narrator*

Fear is ours, companions,
But up, stand, protect the weak,
Won’t be long till carrion,
Come squawking and pecking with beaks.

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