Swoop Mist
Mist is surrounds the beautiful towers
Over the flags to show both Lady and Lord are in
Over the courtyard where children are playing
And over the tower where gusts are staying
It flows over the black water
Ice cold and frozen spraying
And over the village
With green trees swaying
The mist is a frequent
Guest of the Swoop
If not today tomorrow
that's the truth
It reaches Griffins peak
And then the daylight comes
And the mist is banished for another day
As more people emerge from there homes.
