Goblin Bride

  What some folks see on all hallow's eve,
is really hard to believe.
All manner of things, to give us fright,
albeit, once a year, on just one night,
is it true, what they perceive?

 The veil between worlds, is thin that day.
At least that's what the ancients say.
A soul can pass tween here and there,
without one even being aware,
and once they have, its far too late!

 For when Faery has you, it wont let go,
so this is what you need to know.
Follow the ugly dwarven guide,
and take a comely goblin bride,
for time spent in faery, passes slow.

 A day for a year is the norm so they say,
so enjoy the fair folk, be happy and gay.
For wonders abound, in the land that you found,
though to us humans, it's just a rock on the ground.
For you now dwell where, magic holds sway.

 Now if a tale you hear, is hard to conceive,
take my advice.  It's best to take heed.
That peace hope and joy,
exist, man oh boy!
Deep in the heart of Gaelic faery.