A cloaking robe of Elvenkind hangs in my
Wardrobe behind All those things that Mother said
were proper For a boy And i know
i could not Say why On this summer
evening Sixteen books on magic Spells stacked below
the cloak of elves And sixteen books on
Magic spells so elegantly Bound And i know
i could not Say why On this summer
evening And i know Something...something About you And
i know Something...something About you A cloaking robe
of Elvenkind hangs in my Wardrobe behind All
those things that Mother said were proper For
a boy
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