I stand at the edge
Where the yellow and red sunset meets the ocean
I see with my witch eye
the true nature that underlies
In the shadows
I stand before the hallows
And I invoke thee
I call upon my king who calls for me
I bend weak at the knees for you
In old Waterloo
Painting a masterpiece with blue light from my finger tip
While humming A sweet melody
An angelic tune
As I sing under the dark moon
I offer you my heart
My loyalty
Please take this offering
And do what you’d like
With lightning you strike
For if I cross you
I shall crumble into dust
With nothing to remain but lust
Coconut Kitty 
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