27 July, 2021 by katelaity
A FAIRY’S REQUITAL
So you chose to insult Morgaine —
What a callow feckless sap!
She rides even now her mighty steed
Considering what delicious mad mishap
Will make your suffering legend
In the fairy lands and those beyond;
The owls may warn, the spiders cry,
But wild sprites already spawned
Will bring their arms and arrows
Tipped with fatal poisons rare,
And you, poor soul, benighted oaf,
It’s much too late to now forswear!