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I could scale the blue air,
I could plough the high hills,
Oh, I could kneel all night in prayer,
To heal your many ills!
And one beamy smile from you
Would float like light between
My toils and me, my own, my true,
My Dark Rosaleen!
My fond Rosaleen!
Would give me life and soul anew,
My Dark Rosaleen!She had been to the Overlords ball many times, had seen all there was to see and had danced with those she thought could dance. Yet, in the 175 years she had been in hell, she had never danced or even talked with HIM.
The Radio Demon.
And she'd be damned if she didn't at least say hello to him.
