We watched from moonlit castles on the heights,
O'er storm tossed forests, throuh the nights.
And hosts of tiny men in lederhosen
Marched up and down, although their knees were frozen.
We watched from moonlit castles on the heights,
O'er storm tossed forests, throuh the nights.
And hosts of tiny men in lederhosen
Marched up and down, although their knees were frozen.
Such a great poem. Thank you very much for that, @michaelcharles. Hope you got some more enlightning stuff to give to the community. I will follow you.