bound home

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drawn to the candy
at the edge of the wood
just where mam and pap
said it would be
hanging from trees

strange fruit indeed

she didnae trust it but
hunger won the battle
so long since she ha' a bite
so she ate her way
down the trail that day

unwary of the grow'n dark

the ladies waited patient
at path's end 'side the bog
as did the silent host
a'waitin' the dark beyond
a'waitin' the mire beyond

a'waiting her to find her
way bound home