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Posing as Puck in Redux

This mid-eon's dream....
Awakening now and shaking loin's spear
Dawning that he, my former peer
Is yet myself, is Puck, the elf.  
Ho! I find this new Internet
Hath a take and gifts a let
To unsoothe the savage sylphic breast.
Inhaling old memory now as is best
From my Father's fontings:
    - Fairy-
    "Either I mistake your shape and making quite,
    Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite
    Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are not you he
    That frights the maidens of the villagery;
    Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern
    And bootless make the breathless housewife  churn;
    And sometime make the drink to bear no barm;
    Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?
    Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck,
    You do their work, and they shall have good luck:
    Are not you he?"
Like butter ye skim from nest of the cow;
As sweet as the beet that shugars thy pie.
Not a duck nor the cock,  but as flown as the sky;
I am Robin, your good fellow, Mab kind allows.

29 Oct 05

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ahaha i love this. mid-eon's dream, lol. it's great.

but the quote does take up a lot of it. being a quote... in a poem... meh.
 — Ananke

This, my love is idyll-a-try.
By Puck as Pure as Polygamy.
And so if you'll string along these lines
Of arts like bowers shall ever entwine
The poesies and the meh ? It's a belle,
And even crass Archie is welcome as well.
 — netskyIam

I love Puck
and this poem!
 — Krttika

I dig line 3---funny
 — Krttika

Males awake tumescent..  Or rather,  perhaps it is  tumescence that awakens the male of yoru species?
Thanks to Krttika and Ananke.    
 — netskyIam

I was puck in A Midsummer Night's Dream, I got a standing ovation.
 — Him

Ain't you a clever lad~
 — mandolyn