The Sidhe
Please appear
So we can talk
C’mon, stop hiding
neath your rock
Stop moving things
I’ve left behind
and making them
so hard to find
I’ll give you gifts
of gold or drink
so let me know,
a deal, you think?
Else when I find ye
I’ll beat yer asses
...that is, when I
can find my glasses!
©Merlinbeag
2006