Nine Tails
Within the glory of the shining moon,
there in her womb lied a majestic fox
of many wonders does it dance in tune,
and whose life spans far more than do the clocks,
and such grace it is wonderfully blessed,
with such a tender look in its quaint eyes,
nobility much greater than the rest,
such sweet, soft fur that truly mesmerize
those who are graced by its holy presence.
Much more do us ignorant humans plea
for a blessing to endear our conscience,
or perhaps a moment to smile in glee,
Oh, Ninetales, your thousand great tails do share
such beautiful passion that is quite fair.
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