By Angel Date: 27 March 1999
Oh giddy me, I fail to see the brambles in the lea for all the dainty faces gleaming up at me petals soft and spiraling sweet scent waft in June centers filled with seeds of more dainties which are due colors meant for fairytales paled and richly-hued all luring me to paradise serene in this cocoon, I frolick giddily barefoot and with a rune Angel