Withern HeightsA Poem by Andromedainspired by America's "Ventura Highway"They spoke of a place Called Withern Heights, Where all the world Can see the lights Of midnight Ghost-breath Delights, And they spoke of a place Dubbed Withern Heights, Where all the frights Spend all their nights In the lights Of midnight-whispered Dreams Of kings— Haunted kings’ delights. Whisper and make it right? Whisper and make it right? Turn on the light! Stop by and see the sight! They spoke of a place Blessed/cursed Withern Heights, Where all the might Of a midnight firelight Brigade Could not stop the Charade The Campaign Of midnight Ghost-breath Delight. Come on, you know you want to Stop by and see the sight— Whisper and Always/never Make it right.
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