6 horses for riding my wishes
A koi pond for housing my fishes
October for welcoming witches
His lips for receiving my kisses
The dirt for the grass in my front lawn
A night for the stars I rely on
It is said that it's darkest before dawn
I am gifted a guide in a good faun
A journal recording my musings
A scapegoat for all their excusing
How Neptune has made this confusing
But these are the methods I'm using
