Wind in the willows Ye bayed and howled
and like a coon dog out on the prowl I caught Your scent and chased You down down down through the valleys up up o'er the mountain pass
I caught Your scent and chased you down
I boarded a ship alone next morn and sailed - I sailed Your way that day
I ventured off to unknown lands - You had swept me away
I reached Your shore; that courageous land
And I chased You 'cross the moor
I found You there, Your scent come o'er the sea.
You settled in for the evening time,
Your head upon the willow tree.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
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