Between Leo and Virgo, and Virgo and Libra
the islands were made of crystalline stars
And their Titans flourished, sequestered by sea
A civilisation so exotic, lands so fair and free
Huge pillars of stone and Poseidon’s throne
Long-lived gods in these soils were borne
But a madness of evil grew in the bone
No amount of magic could quell that tone
And destiny spat and spelled so that it should go
For good relinquished to evil at every door
The proud and mighty scourged to the floor
Waves large as clouds settled the score
The rabbit couldn’t survive its fated hole
It slipped like an onion peel under south pole
They couldn’t save themselves for all their gold
The lost civilisation with a history never to be told
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