((HEY GUYS READ THIS FIRST!!!!! Anyway I kinda thought about something new to try. I was listening to the Flowerfell song Secret Garden and seen that it was a little bit based off the rhyme "Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary" and it fit quite in with the rhyme and AU Flowerfell. I'm obessessed with the song now but it actually inspired me to do something. I looked up old nursery rhymes and found this rhyme called "A Wise Old Owl" and since owls represent wisdom, the first character that came to though was W.D Gaster from Undertale. So I decided to make this in tribute to him since he was a intelligent monster and the rhyme kinda fits in with his story. Well not exactly but the rhythm. I'll leave the link to the original rhyme. Hope you enjoy! ^-^))))
(((Oh and I'll leave the link to the song "Secret Garden" since it's beautiful and kinda helped inspire me to make this!)))
Secret Garden:
A Old Wise Owl:
Oh a wise old soul
In a empty world he awoke
Never to be heard
In hands he spoke
The less he spoke
The more he heard
Like the old wise bird
Much of his past we may never know
Mystery surrounds his origin
Was his life full of love or wrathful sin
Where were his close relations
All known is that he worked for the benefit of this nation
Then a tragedy struck
Oh a old wise soul
In a empty world he awoke
Never to be heard
In hands he spoke
The less he spoke
The more he heard
Like the old wise bird
Much of his past we may never know
Never to be seen again until that faithful day
A determined soul that found the door in the shadows it laid
Seen the old wise soul and tried to give their hand
But the old wise soul couldn't come back to this land
The world never to remember this brilliant nonsuch
Oh a old wise soul
In a empty world he awoke
Never to be heard
In hands he spoke
The less he spoke
The more he heard
Like the old wise bird
Much of his past we may never know
He sees all and views time
Sees each kindness and every crime
Never to temper with the childs path
A forgotten soul to see the aftermath
A wise old soul
The need for success took its toll
Never to be heard
In hands he spoke
The less he spoke
The more he heard
Like the old wise bird
His past we may never know
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Fandom Poetry
PoetryHey guys, this will be mostly poems and songs made by yours truly based off my favorite fandoms and a couple personal beliefs and experiences. I own the poems. I give the proper credit to the pictures or videos to their creators. I will say when I o...
