Oh Me Danny
By Ashleigh Hatter
The earth does shake, And all my hells quake yet Danny be at me side. And all the young cats From the shadows that stare at me Know that he’s there by me side. When Summer’s foul rush Always cinders and such Cause all me honor to hide I know that again My red Autumn again will be bloomin Thar by me side Cause a friend is a friend no matter his bend, No matter the folly; Our bind! Is enough to cause truth to me Exposited soulfully Out of me coffers though snide! And in this qualm and end I do beseech to you: Danny, the darest; the beater of pride; the lowly of weapon folk to ne’er run n’ hide; Oh Dear man! The humblest of those I do chide; Dear man, oh you who’ve I clung these years to you, will thee abide? That I call thee me friend e’er the stars cinder ‘cides Oh you are my friend, Danny, and I’ll be by thy there’s side!