The Party of Lady Erato the Muse

The Lady Erato of far Cyllabra
and her Maiden in training Kylasheana
Always throw the best parties
It is rumored that there are those
Who would gratefully kill
just to receive an invitation

Many are the tales
And even more will be the legends
Of these Galactic Gala Events
And this one is no exception
Scheduled on Friday the Thirteenth
Everyone is invited to wear
The most outrageous costumes
and bizarre hats
On the thirteenth hour
The stewards ring small silver bells
And usher the honored guests
Down the winding path to the port
No one knows why

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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