To a thirsty soul that was stranded in a heath,
It was a ‘fairy’ that brought a modicum of mirth.
As the care and warmth was in a desperate dearth.
With a soothing voice she shook his earth.
Foul was fair for this sinful bloke,
Hence she declared her parting with a stroke.
Struck with grief for the sudden thwart
In a slip of a glitch he sputtered a thought.
Her hurt was fiery and so was his guilt
The challis of preserved peace, thus was spilt.
The grief was smelt and the pain was felt
Yet the hurt one’s heart seemed unmelt.
For gazillion times, pardon he did plead
Still and forever shall he suffer for his deed?
Tears from his eyes flow at a breezing speed,
Till she responds, the fall remains inceased.
By any one or thing she chooses, he’s more than ready to swear
Any precious thing she pleases, he’s up in arms to share
Any doom that she faces, he’ll be with her right there,
Anyone but her gracious, company is all he care
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