Classic poem of the day
oberon:Flower of this purple dye,
Hit with Cupid's archery,
Sink in apple of his eye!
When his love he doth espy,
Let her shine as gloriously
As the Venus of the sky.
When thou wak'st, if she be by.
Beg of her for remedy.
puck:Captain of our fairy band,
Helena is here at hand,
And the youth, mistook by me,
Pleading for a lover's fee.
Shall we their fond pageant see?
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
oberon:S......
Member poem of the day
Once very special
Now this little lass
Snow White is lost
In a forest of grass
Lucy had loved her
So shiny and bright
Now this poor doll
Is lost in the night
Perhaps one day soon
Snow White will be seen
By handsome Prince Charming
In this forest of green
