[pre]The wind in the willows
She sits and waits
for a song to come
to take her away
to a far away place
the willow place
the place where she sits.
the place where she dreams,
the place where she thinks up all these things
she told me the story
of the wind
the wind in the willows
is what she said
she told me a lie
of stories and such
and how she preserved it
all alone
how can you do that?
i asked in a shy
she smiled and said
my oh my
i cannot teach the ways
you must find them yourself.
and with that, off she went
to crawl under that tree
and close her eyes
in mystery[/pre]
