This is a variation on a MUCH older variation of Mr. Shakespeare’s rather more famous version, written for Puck and Glimmerdark.
I always thought I could think of a way to make it (in my eyes, a little least) just a bit more interesting as a short-short piece. Let’s see how this goes.
~Jeff Mach
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If we shadows have offended,
Note my knee is yet unbended
Think you have but slumber’d here?
Let that illusion disappear
That’s some weak and idle theme,
Crushed by the force of unpent dream
Gentles, do not reprehend:
That’s breath you’d better elsewhere spend
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If you’re unscathed, know it was luck
Now to ‘scape the serpent’s tongue,
Behold! A Fairyland unsprung
Else the Puck a liar call:
Magic rise, and reason fall.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
Darkness soothes. Reality spends.
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