look down on misty clouds close to the shore
where mystery proclaims that nothing's clear
though past the age where monsters might appear
you aren't yet sure you truly know the score
what might crawl out and scare you to the core
or fall quite quickly from the cloudy air
and steal your heart before you are aware
you cannot tell you have not passed the door
now in this region there are laughing folk
whose task has been to load your head with words
apotropaic and triumphant both
enough to tell the horror from the joke
or scare the rats and the small hungry birds
away from plants that need their urgent growth
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