Faerie Fest

Stood guard
At the art display
Spoke to a few inquisitive folk
On this bright, and sunny day

Then read poetry
On open mic
Drank some Absinthe
Then rode with a pelican on a psychic bike

Flew to the moon
On a liquorice trip
My head went boom
As my mind went flip

But somehow
Got a taxi home
Currently sat here
Conversing with a gnome

So threw him out the window
I had tried my very best
Psyching myself up for next week
At the realms of the Faerie Fest

by Jemia