Golden widow

Mistral slakes the crowing dawn

casting chill upon the eerie lake

and grates upon the dandy rakes

who gather on the faerie lawn.

For it was published high and low

to any chancer that could scheme

the lady wears a widow's gleam

til bell is rung and ambers glow.

They traipse into the faerie set

the buzzing, oozing and the slick

the wheedling curious and the sick

to grasp the widow's golden net.

The flirtish dandy is the worst

of the mad and slithly breed

who wantonly wish to spear the seed

and pin the faerie with unholy curse.

Direst of all the blackthorn lance

the dandy keepest in his troon

a single touch makes the faerie swoon

red hot with passion for the dance.

Did none advert the flirty ones

that dainty shoes with sharpish hooves

spider silkspun flounces loose

with direst pleasance also runs?

Through grimly shades you may glance

the dandy rising to the lady's maw

the blackthorn dangling now in awe.

until the faerie lady ends the dance.