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piosenniel · 07-05-2002, 12:48 PM

The day turned a little chilly it seemed as Holly noted the ravens following them. She loosened the knife from her belt and rested her hand lightly on its hilt as she sang the next verse.

His hawks they fly so eagerly,
Down a down, hey down, hey down,
No other fowl dare come him night,
With a down.
Down there comes a fallow doe
As great with young as might she go
With a down, derry, derry, derry down, down

[ July 07, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

07-05-2002, 12:48 PM	#11
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	The day turned a little chilly it seemed as Holly noted the ravens following them. She loosened the knife from her belt and rested her hand lightly on its hilt as she sang the next verse. His hawks they fly so eagerly, Down a down, hey down, hey down, No other fowl dare come him night, With a down. Down there comes a fallow doe As great with young as might she go With a down, derry, derry, derry down, down [ July 07, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.