The Duke of DarkShire
Ask me about premonition, and I'll tell you a lot Talk to me about the sunny skies, though you live in a pot It is all your imagination, delusional on the spot At the end of the day your dreams are everything you've got! Let me tell you about a Duke, a tall dark handsome courageous able-bodied and able-minded young man who knows too much, yet could do little for the people of his own small shire, who are suffering from the lack of wits, power, wealth, and guidance. But now let us speak about the Duke himself, and the things flying around his head, his body, as well as the butterfly-like beings flowing through his insides in a swift yet not-so-gentle manner. Now let us close our eyes and take a step downwards, to switch the background scenery from the blue skies that are filled with cotton clouds, the green valleys and hills that extend to the end of sight, the small Grey city with all the human figures going back and forth, in and out of the small city, down to the colorless ta