When flickering candles are burning
And there’s a bit of chill in the air
Thus is the wee creature drawn in
Lessons best for the learning
And not left hanging in despair
To be later dismissed in winter’s wind
With wings made of powder
Fluttering against the breezes
And the consequential airs
The strokes only grew louder
Interspersed with violent sneezes
Along with the lightning scare
Dodging leaves that are scattered
The trees are all undressing
With no shame being shown
Not that it ever mattered
It was too much messing
All their covers were blown
In secret words communicating
With precious thoughts transmitted
In longing that is confessed
Without undue fabricating
With desires wholly committed
Mounting emotions calculating
And they’re all in luxury’s lap
Swinging through the skyway
Headed for the ultimate glory
Got many draft beers on tap
Going on down the highway
Plead guilty and take the rap
And that’s the end of their story