Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Stop press , for just a minute I thought I
fell asleep and woke up in Lilliput land when I heard that Seattle is fending
off a menacing mob of little people? A rabble of Leprechauns are responsible
for carrying out vicious attacks in and around the city. One man was left
injured when these pint-sized thugs set upon him. Could it have been a bun
fight over a stolen pot of gold from the end of a rainbow? The police are
trying to apprehend as many little green bouncing men as possible but they are
hard to capture. One Seattle cop told my reporter at Molly Media. ‘They
are faster than you would think, and when you grasp them they just hop out and
leap above your head.’ The vertically challenged diminutive folk are seldom
seen outside Ireland and usually only on Saint Patrick’s Day. Leprechauns are
solitary creatures and would not leave their pot of gold unattended. Could it
be a case of mistaken identity? Should the police be hunting down a known gang
who go by the names of Doc, Happy, Bashful, Sneezy, Grumpy, Sleepy, and Dopey?
Be careful out there, we warned you about little people and keep your eyes
peeled for low swinging shillelaghs!