Miniver Cheevy and I

I keep my castles in a book, right beside my bed.
And now and then I cross the moat to ease my modern head.
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Miniver and I share magical dreams – a portal to the soul.
It is the only way we know to keep our psyches whole.
So if you see us over parapets peeking and tiptoeing around the tower,
Prithee, my friend, please understand – it is the wishing hour!
Chancy