The sun was about to fade
Behind the ponderous peak
I sat still under its shade
Lone, I was feeling weak
.
While looking at a star
I heard a kinky voice
It was low, yet not far
I left; had no choice
.
Someone was calling me
I found no one around
Mind was thrown in the sea
Knees kissed the ground
.
I walked to the top of the mount
The shining stars I started to count
One of them was taking the lead
Falling with a diring speed
.
When I turned around, I saw
A shadow of a creepy owl
Swiftly , I loaded my bow
Aimed on the threatening fowl
.
Accurately threw the knife
Directly, on her scary wings
She said:"you have no life"
"You've lost your pricey rings..."
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