For the fertility of the land
It’s me you thank
Me and my five-fingered band
We come at Good Mary all in a rush
Her plain to plough, her lips, her brush
I am the spirit of the wood
Some call me Robin, Robin Hood
btw, I’ve seen beneath that token *fig leaf*

How fun is this? Very, I say!
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More than anyone could possibly know 🙂 :O) :O)
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🙂 🙂
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Cute.
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome
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Wow. Brilliant imagination
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Thank you. A bit of fun really 🙂
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I love the idea of a spirit in the woods.
Perhaps, the howl in the wind is the spirit speaking to us.
Great write … Be safe 😷 Isadora 😎
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Thank you, Isadora 🙂
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Great tale, love the ending 😁
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Thank you. I enjoyed writing this one 🙂
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That’s lovely, and fun!
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Thank you. Enjoyed composing it 🙂
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