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.