Little Rabbit's Glen

O’ Ing,

Fertile Lord,

Sower of the Seeds,

You helped me gather till my fields,

and plant the seeds of my growing masculinity.

You stood by my side as I deligently watered,

cared,

and tended my growing crop.

Now, as hair grows on my face,

and my voice deepens,

you stand by my side,

guiding my hand as I reap the fields of my burgeoning masculinity.