The road to woods
Led to the moon
Stayed a Blonde
Looking for a mound
The white spread
Coverting all the white
Might the silver gleam
Sighted him bleak
Lost was his life
In the cloth of white
Eyes grew red
But none befriended
Gazing at the white disk
Up in the mist
Laid his Miss
Against his wish
Nymph cried
Seeing him grey
Blew hard the winds
Rained heavily the clouds
The havoc played well
Lost in her
Sitting over the mound
Was oblivious to the roar
Saw then her
Amidst the roaring water
Paying no heed to the screech
Paced towards the white gleam
Sleekly embraced her
Now and forever
Keeping the promise
She graced him white
Bracing him tight
Got lost in the woods
Tinging white with the woods.
Led to the moon
Stayed a Blonde
Looking for a mound
The white spread
Coverting all the white
Might the silver gleam
Sighted him bleak
Lost was his life
In the cloth of white
Eyes grew red
But none befriended
Gazing at the white disk
Up in the mist
Laid his Miss
Against his wish
Nymph cried
Seeing him grey
Blew hard the winds
Rained heavily the clouds
The havoc played well
Lost in her
Sitting over the mound
Was oblivious to the roar
Saw then her
Amidst the roaring water
Paying no heed to the screech
Paced towards the white gleam
Sleekly embraced her
Now and forever
Keeping the promise
She graced him white
Bracing him tight
Got lost in the woods
Tinging white with the woods.