While idly traipsing through the woods one day

"For Joan of Arc from France and Domremy"

While idly traipsing through the woods one day
With nothing much in mind to do but play

I heard a rustle opposite a brook
And found three angels, puzzled, by their looks

So fair in countenance with heads in crowns
They bowed to me in need for one renowned

“Dear Sir, please help in our most noble quest,
Our Lady sent us here at her behest”

“Above, yo…