I knew a trickster once.
A wide-eyed wonder,
seeing nothing and feeling everything.
He nipped at the Moon’s skirts,
chasing her across the sky Knightly.
Honor, old and dusty to him.
All debts paid in heart coin.
Filled with juicy, russ-generated content.
I knew a trickster once.
A wide-eyed wonder,
seeing nothing and feeling everything.
He nipped at the Moon’s skirts,
chasing her across the sky Knightly.
Honor, old and dusty to him.
All debts paid in heart coin.