A maiden sought a silver ring.
Wolves did howl, and winds did cry,
Yet stars lit trails in midnight sky.
In a tower, veiled in thorn,
A crown lay broken, long forlorn.
A whisper called through iron gate:
“Come and follow the twine of fate.”
Thank you happy Festivus ARGonauts
Thank you happy Festivus ARGonauts
A maiden sought a silver ring.
Wolves did howl, and winds did cry,
Yet stars lit trails in midnight sky.
In a tower, veiled in thorn,
A crown lay broken, long forlorn.
A whisper called through iron gate:
“Come and follow the twine of fate.”
A maiden sought a silver ring.
Wolves did howl, and winds did cry,
Yet stars lit trails in midnight sky.
In a tower, veiled in thorn,
A crown lay broken, long forlorn.
A whisper called through iron gate:
“Come and follow the twine of fate.”