Racing Nightmares For The Witch's Daughter Poem by Gordon R Menzies
Racing Nightmares For The Witch's Daughter
let the old witch
send her dreams tonight
gin and I are ready
let her do her worst
we have no thirst
steady whiskey, steady
we'll all be fine
says stalwart wine
they cannot match our speed
let black mares fly
our steed is rye
and he's the finest breed
It's not your fault
says single malt
drawing back the covers
with goodman beer
you'll have no fear
you were but star-crossed lovers
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