
Have no fear the writer is here, we’ll travel
The world
Where people are noble and you can
Read my novel, bled my sword
Have no fear my darling is here
Mercy on me
I’m weak and soft fill my cloth
With coffee and broth
Bars and stars drunk we both
Have no fear I read my book
Now is clear
You and I never shy to cry out
Loud, rain and cloud
No wonder I’m so proud to be
Your spouse
Have no fear you, sour beer with my
Glass so near
Wetting these pants, scratching
Damn ants
From space and time, lack of wine
Have no fear these are only
My tears, drops from my beer.
Copyright © 2012
By: Monat
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