Oh, have you seen the fairies dance
Upon a Summer’s night?
And watched the gnomes and pixies prance
Whene’re the moon is bright?
‘Tis splendid fun to see them run
As soon as it grows light.
On evening sister May and I
Went out soon after ten:
The moon hung like a ball on high
Above the fairy glen,
And round and round upon the ground
Danced faes and elfin men.
And there at dawn, they leave behind
A ring of toadstools wee
(Where they have danced you’ll always find
This mark for folks to see).
Then off they fly into the sky
Just as the clock strikes three.
~Eugene Thornton -- The Fairy Ring