#23: The Dancing Bones
Text reads:
“Bones in motion, bent out of shape
Distorted, cavorted, too little too late
He mourns for the day when his dance was respected
‘Neath the dead trees were his footsteps expected
A bogeyman now, but in so many ways
Was he a god in those dark demon days”
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