Hush, hush, powerful I am
can make a grown man hide
and be the last to leave
shed some tears
hush, hush, no discord
not a word.
feel so mighty
fear and tears,my tribute
paid every friday for a man
that cowardly hides
for fear to tears.
mighty of sore
do not wish to possess
but nevertheless I have.
So I shall pretend
that I have not seem
or hear that grey horse
ridden by the fearful
paying my tribute
in full.
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