Elven Child Poem by Mark Heathcote

Elven child, my hearts a toadstool
but do sit on it awhile.
Then goes climb another country stile
and run a country mile.

Elven child, I've paid my penance;
I'm only a human being
Look, go battle some orc,
and leave me to my silly dreaming.

Elven child, why do you smile
and grin at me this way, be-off
Go, gather fresh spider webs
and embroider them into cloth.

Elven child, why are you
such an irritant, little nuisance
You know I need to take my bath
and enjoy my ablutions.

Elven child, am I going mad
this worlds full of deceptions
Stay awhile; elven child
help me with-my-misconceptions.