Gaily bedight,
A Boxster knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
Had driven long,
Singing a song,
Top down toward Eldorado.
But he grew cold
This knight so bold
When winter brought its shadow.
Sighed as he found
No spot of ground
Snow-free like Eldorado.
And, as his steed
Of storage had need,
He met a pilgrim shadow-
"Shadow," said he,
"Where can it be-
This land of Eldorado?"
"Over the Mountains
Of the Moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride, boldly ride,"
The shade replied-
"If you seek for Eldorado!"
But Winter’s cold ground
And salt all around
Kept Boxster in a shadow.
Soon Spring revives:
Boxster comes alive
To drive toward Eldorado.
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