I had a dream last night
of wisp and dove -- and rose
to find I wasn't in
the great land of my foes.
I was free, as one mightn't
have thought above or below
but to the depths (you just might find)
is where I have to go.
They all think that down is bad,
well I would have to say
that down is where I want to go
and down is where I'll stay.
Doesn't seem to shake or stir
so far below the ground.
It's so calm -- and quiet
underneath my dirty mound.
They allow me to arise
on certain days and nights
to scare the children all away
and to see the lights.
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