 Who made the great faux pas Against the tiny elflings One heard but seldom saw.... Returning to his village one moonlit summer night, He passed among the foliage that hides so much from sight And knowing his trip homeward was only just begun, He paused beside some bushes, and when he was undone, The dunce peed into the firethorn. Underneath those very bushes, but unbeknownst to him, The elfling folk were dancing (beneath that very limb)-- The elfling folk were dancing, but hastened to unfold Diminutive umbrellas from which rolled drops of gold. oh, the dunce peed into the firethorn.  In garments fine and strange, Stood cool, aloof and distant (but not quite out of range)... The queen of grass and mushrooms, So lovely to behold, With hair like burnished copper, whose highlights gleamed like gold.  The queen of grass and mushrooms, with murder in her eyes. With pride, disgust and outrage, angrily she spoke. "Who is this clumsy human? Is this some kind of joke?" The queen of grass and mushrooms entranced him with her stare. Her eyes had turned to spirals, and music filled the air. "You must not know our secrets! When we have set you free, You will remember nothing! I'll wipe your memory".  The ranger Arvid chuckled, as everything grew dark, 'You may make me forget you, but still I’ve left my mark. And that will run behind you, a stain upon the ground, And that will lie beside you, as every dance goes round' beneath the morning sun, But seeing where he was, and what he had left undone, The dunce peed into the firethorn.  to discover
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