Other Place
I shall be going away The trips is short but erelong I shan't know knight from day
I travel from right to wrong Out of this mundane world Intend I to fall headlong
Noone sees realities swirled Both light and dark my sight plague So to there my sail be unfurled
Do forgive my prattling vague Such matters do so offend Thus I speak as wizzened mage
My days amongst you end All good thoughts and hopes I send