My Friend

My friend left this Vale of tears,
As she vanished into the air
She claimed that she had a virgin territory
And I had to show volte face
For even hyenas whisper

Like a berry she had to bury herself.
And hid her claws in her Claus
Though it wasn't after Mays

So we raked over it
Though we got rained out
And in end I read off
Despite reasoning out

Though men reel in
But I reeled off
And in the end reined in