Originally Posted by
vartrashadowbane
Whose ears is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite sad though.
It really is a tale of woe,
I watch him frown. I cry! It's a Hrothgar Blow
He gives his ears a shake,
And sobs until the tears make.
The only other sound's that break,
the distant sounds of viera awake(What about us they cry? Hatless and alone)
The cats arent alone, their sadness deep,
But they have promises to keep,
Until then they shall not sleep.
The bunnies join them in their weep
They rise from their bitter beds,
With thoughts of sadness in their heads,
their idols and gods they must make dead.
Facing the day with never ending dread.
(Our ears! the cry echoes on the wind, our hats! But no one hears them)