Dec 2021


                                            >Be cuddling with Lyra

                                            >It takes all the willpower you have to keep your eyes open

                                            >But you know her tricks

                                            >As soon as you let your guard down she's going to snatch your pantry right up

                                            >Well you're not falling for it this time

                                            >No matter how warm the fire is

                                            >No matter how soft her coat is

                                            >No matter how gentle her breathing is

                                            >But then this mare, this wily mare

                                            >She looks at you with her big golden eyes, and the mischievous smile of hers

                                            >She starts to sing a lullaby

                                            >It's soft and sweet and lovely

                                            >That's not fair!

                                            >Man was not made to resist such temptation

                                            >You black out in pure bliss


                                            >You wake up, the most relaxed you've ever been, but also really hungry

                                            >You make your way to the kitchen

                                            >Not one single oat left

                                            >Not even any wheat or barley

                                            >Not a single grain

                                            >That absolute shid