A box of doves, I placed be-side your chest, liar.
A stork of silk, with rubies in it's nest, fire.
O-of my love, will burn thee to a wizened word, for 'ere to go unheard.
A mare of wood, elder, elm and oak, liar.
Will keep you fair, if you jest me no joke, fire.
O-of my love, will burn thee to a wizened word, for 'ere to go unheard.
You gashed the heart of my heart, like a Portu-gese.
Witch, I'd planned for you this land, but you devoured my hand.
I'm old and bruised, but my fate is that of youth, liar.
Trickster, you, be a grisly dragon's tooth, fire.
O-of my love, will burn thee to a wizened word, for 'ere to go unheard.
You gashed the heart of my heart, like a Portu-gese.
Witch, I'd planned for you this land, but you devoured my hand.
O-of my love, will burn thee to a wizened word, for 'ere to go unheard.
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