As angels are gasping for air,
The sirens have let down their hair
The gargoyles are shuddered with decay
And the wood nymphs have fluttered astray
The devils writhe in their stew
While faeries whisper "I love you"'s
Giants have left in their stead
Ten monsters under the bed
Sleep grasps for the kings
While storytellers ride toward better things...
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