Ode to Mothman

Mothman, my mothman, how sweet are your wings
You fortell danger and terrible things
But I think you're special, I really do
Though I'm not from West Virgnia where you first flew
Yes, I think you're special and I'll tell you why
Becuase you remind me the different can still fly
Though we might want to hide in the rees
Really, we should come and go as we please
So show yourself, weirdos, and together we'll soar
Into the skies then higher, up oh so far
Mothman's glowing eyes will lead us into the sky
All together, one for, all, together, we'll fly.
 
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