A Cloak Of Elvenkind

A cloaking robe of elvenkind

Hangs in my wardrobe behind

All the thing that mother said

Were proper for a boy

And I know,

I could not say why

On this summer evening

Sixteen books of magic spells

Stacked below the cloak of elves

And sixteen books on magic spells

So elegantly bound

And I know,

I could not say why

On this summer evening

And I know something, something about you

And I know something, something about you

A cloaking robe of elvenkind

Hangs in my wardrobe behind

All the things that mother said

Were proper for a boy