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Are you off somewhere reciting incantations?
Sim sala bim on your tongue
Carving off the hair of someone's young
Remember when you had me cut your hair?
Call me Delilah, then I wouldn't careTogether they sit on the shore and share a thermos of hot tea. Her rendition of Camptown Races sounds much, much better than what he whistles on his walks up and down the rocky hillside. If this is his foreseeable future, so be it.
Multi-chapter songfic inspired by the Fleet Foxes song.
|| On indefinite hiatus ||
