part V : The First Dance
Let the music play
all shall grab hands
no one can get away
from this Shamrock Band.
The trumpet blows free
as we all gather
in circles of three
covered in green lather.
The harps are plucked
as everyone shall bow
" Shamrocks are we, " clucked
the people by vow.
" Angel forget your wings, "
sang the people dancing,
" For this harmony brings,
human stimulation for romancing."
Watching her wings fall
Angel tearfully turned around
no longer feeling tall
collapsing to the ground.
" Oh what Shamrock Dance
has done onto me,
a victim of circumstance,
the angels lost thee! "
Was all Angel's human
heart could ever say,
once she was bloomin'
now, never more gay.
The first dance closes
as feathers set astray,
Shamrock Hill's green roses
can't find their way!
Apofisherman
part VI : The Rescue
As the music stopped
and silence was heard once more
a cool breeze popped
through the shamrock floor.
The air was filled with feathers
of illuminate silver and gold
nothing like any storm of weather
this was something from Heaven to unfold.
Two angels came down from above
one with armor and ready to fight
the other with potions of love
as they brightened the hill with their light.
Michael, the archangel and protector of all
and Raphael, the healer so pure
stood there to help or Angel's fall
and bring her a heavenly cure.
The Angel smiled and new wings grew
the people ran away
only one remained because he knew
with Angel he wanted to stay.
Angel's eyes of shamrock green
thanked her guardians from above
with a look of angelic grace and sheen
her heart was filled with love.
Now you may ask and say
" Who was that man who stood,
by Angel on Shamrock Hill in may
in the emerald forest wood? "
Angel
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