Butterfly wings unfurled wide Dancing in the starry night Her milky white beauty in disguise She hovers there in the moonlight
She calls to her many magic spells Hear her charming voice as she sings Thinking who can resist her charms She flutters her lovely butterfly wings
Seeing her who could be afraid As she sings for their enjoyment She smiles, lost in her spindrift thoughts As the night weaves its own enchantment
Overhead the stars spin, never to cease She flutters off into the night's shadows Entering her own magical fairy domain In the east the sun starts its daytime glow
When Venus gets too close catfish have been known to come up out of the water onto the shore, feed awhile, then go back in.
It's business as usual in the Apocalypse. And business is very good right.. more..