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