Red eyes

Sirs, have you heard of the old black dog?
Red eyes gleaming through the fog
Chasing after poor old mog
Chased me into the old black bog
Where there i stayed stuck
Damned my own bad luck
And smelt the breath of old Black Shuck.
If you think this is a f**king lie
Cast my shadow up in the sky
See the claw marks on the old church door
And listen to the raven's caw
For that is the Lore.

Posted By: Mr Kwadokie, Dec 30, 05:32:36

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