Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," composing on the fly during substitute teaching break! It's part of the burden of being a Pagan. You always have to work on holy days.
Let us make merry
Cavort with the faeries
'Neath blossoms of cherries
Or bushes of berries!
Oh what a fine day
The first one in May
And so we will say
May joy come your way!
Now we must get paid
Though we'd rather get laid.
A BLESSED BELTANE TO YOU
FROM ANNE
THE MERLIN OF BERKELEY SPRINGS

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