Day 125
Pagan seers and Shaman priests
Have familiar's and Spirit beasts
Always strong in hooves or wing
Like Eagles, Wolves or Catty things
They talk of tales of Ravens sight
And owls that swoop in only night
White hearts that run in forests shade
A dragon or some mystic aid
But in my years of pagan verbal
No one has said they have a gerbil
No spirit hamster will be a guide
Or hedgehog on an astral side
Maybe a chicken to help old cross roads
Or donkey to help with a Physic load
A Mystic Budgerigar called Ken
A Squirrel to help you with Zen
And spiders not the best for some
They would appear and then I'd run
My spirit moth did have no name
But lost him in a candle flame.
He was bloody useless
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