her name is aphrodite and she rides a krimson shell and you know you can not leave her for you touch the distant sands
Matilda mother
There was a king who ruled the land,
His majesty was in command
Silver eyes, the scarlet eagle
Showered silver on the people
Oh mother, tell me more.
Why’d you have to leave me there
Hanging on my infant air, waiting!?
You only had to read the lines of
Scribbly black and everything shines.
