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The Firefly

Make haste, foolish one, for the darkenss is nigh,
And with it comes the dreary sky,
Which confuses your father's faulty eyes,
The day you caught a firefly.

Your mother bakes an apple potpie,
And in your greediness you smell it nearby,
You steal the pie in late July,
The day you caught a firefly.

You flee with the skill of the fastest horsefly,
And on your way you pass the old magpie,
She greets you with a ragged 'Aye.'
The day you caught a firefly.

The boy in you stifles a reply,
And stares cowardly at the magpie's fisheye,
You then know she is one of the fearsome magi,
The day you caught a firefly.

You offer her your assistance dry,
No matter how much your heart denies,
You follow her into the cold sky,
The day you caught a firefly.

The magpie leads you to a cloud nearby,
And at this place you meet a fair rabbi,
One who is like a red fox sly,
The day you caught a firefly.

She attracts you with an outcry,
And absorbs you like a fungi,
You give her the stolen pie,
The day you caught a firefly.

You offer her the finest gems of Shanghai,
And she takes them in all her pride,
You will marry the woman, you decide,
The day you caught a firefly.

You take her to your homeland spry,
She meets your elders with the grace of a tree bonsai,
You have the wedding in her sky,
The day you caught a firefly.

Since that day you have tried,
To go back to the day everything went awry,
And prevent the meeting with the old magpie,
The day you caught a firefly.

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