Glowing thieves are here…
They
By waiting
Tamper the folk
To make the effort
And instead of them
Reave the ships
And float away
In an unknown direction
Yore hidden compass
Of day and night spirits
On the limited board
Induce the king
To remain here
And not to worry for his nation
Hopeful thought in the box
Nobody knew to preserve…
Not even he
Which edible salt in lime transforms
