the concubine

i've been told

ties

one child away

for rome to spare

i can wait child

and write songs

by

long beheaded

i am grateful

for

romaing

and so i long for your econ

either side

era i

rest tonight

oh ho ho

now

autumn falls down

and i can hear the sound

autumn falls down

autumn goes down

and i till the ground

all i can.