I have a weird obsession over faeries(I like to spell it that way even though I'm American) so I decided to make a poem about a faerie ring! ()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()- The day I arrived At my new rural home, I saw the forest Behind my house. Intrigued, I walked in. As it was Night time, I saw a ring of mushrooms. I stepped in And saw many Tiny beings With wings And pointy ears. Jumping, Dancing, Talking, Laughing, I could have stayed All night long. However, my spouse Realized I was gone And pulled me away, Back to the house, Where I never Found that Faerie ring Again. I will always Remember that Joyous time When I was Dancing with The faeries In their Faerie ring. ()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()-/()- Please note, I do not have a spouse, nor do I have a boyfriend. It is just for the sake of the poem.
