Little Mole (initial draft)
Clément Marot and Mark L. Irons
11 February 1999
Little mole
In your hole,
Darkness hide.
4 Why reside
In this cell
'Til you're well?
Come with me
8 And we'll flee
To give praise
Through long days.
Don't stay pent,
12 Resident,
Hid away.
End your stay.
Let's go mine
16 Stone divine.
Gems and ore
Are in store
For those who
20 Remain true.
Hands that glow
Warn of woe;
Do not lose
24 Your pale hues.
Instead dig
(Zag and zig)
Tunnels deep.
28 Darkness keep
Cloaked your soul,
Little mole.
This was the initial draft, done in a coffeehouse. Somehow I didn't notice that it was 30 lines long, not 28. Lines 23-4 were cut for the real first draft.
Notes
Line 24's "pale hues" are something that in Mole terms is good, not bad.
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