"Feel the stroke of midnight near
Caress your skin with angels' fear
At midnights toll, all will be clear
But hold me close till then my dear
Let nothing judge us but the cold"
To everyone here, and most of all to Jim, have a merry, Bat-a-licious (My new favorite word) christmas.
P.S sorry to those who already read my little expansion on Jim's little rhyme, but god damnit, its as close to working with Jimmy as I'll ever get. Consider my christmas gift to you all (and to myself if truth be told)
Happy holidays
Jacob "The Wolf with the red roses" Davies
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