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As dawn broke in the forest, the

Bees were first to stir, honeycombs

For everyone, a sticky sweet affair

Eggs were rolled from farm to bowl

The windmill worked ‘til late, and

Little hands spun sugar bands to

Decorate the cake

 

A buzz of wild excitement, a

Wedding to prepare, ribbons for the

Bride’s bouquet and ribbons for the

Chairs. A faerie King, a wedding ring

The flowers arrived on time, the baker

Toiled ‘til 2am, on pastry, cake and

Pies

 

The wedding feast was sumptuous

Delights of every kind, a nut pate

And dare I say, a rather woozy wine

There must be something in it, why

Do I feel so young, I was 66 when

I came in and now I’m 21

 

The magic of the forest, a potent

Nectar rare, brewed by Mr’s Rabbit

And her friend the old March hare

Strange they never married, yet here

They are today, still together in the

Woods and the still, still works?

I’ll say!
 

© Joseph G Dawson
26/07/2018

 








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