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Volume 5 Issue 2
Page 7

A feeling free, somewhat low-keyed
Scroll of melodies
All fables, they have been labeled
All fables, they have wings.

Distant dreamers by the dozen
Call it loyalty unspent
As a multitude of schemers do or die
Will not dissent.

Until the war is over
Until the smoke has cleared
Then we’ll count the four-leaf clover
When destiny is here.

When the strongest of survivors
Is the owner of his soul
Dead and gone, the eight-till-fivers
The rulers rock and roll.

A feeling free, somewhat low-keyed
Scroll of melodies
All fables, they have been labeled
All fables, they have wings.
All Fables, They Have Wings
By Spyder
(a song lyric)