O' Weary Traveller
Come with me, o weary traveller
To a place you can be at home,
It does not do to tarry here,
To wander or to roam.
For there are creatures, large and small,
Both malicious and benign,
Who'll stalk your every move
With intentions far darker than mine.
So let me be your sentinel,
Your beacon in the night,
And follow me to the forest's edge
And survive 'til dawn, you might...
- Katy Who