Do you believe magic exists Or is it merely a myth? (Poem to long to submit as a poem)

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If you find the rainbows end then a pot of gold awaits you, some say a leprechaun will be there to grant you all the luck, you could want too Others say it's simply there for the lucky finder, and so it goes finders keepers. But some seekers might not be so lucky, those will be losers and weepers, Some are lucky enough to behold all the luck of the land. This is so petite it'll fit in the centre of one hand. It's delicate and prone to wither I'm talking about the leaves of a four leaf clover, From the tip of cowals peninsula to the top of the white cliffs of Dover. Or so its said to be, is it true, or does it sound to good to be? I'm yet to shake the hand of a leprechaun or any other mythical being, such as an elf; or dwarfs with names like Doc and grumpy; or a centaur, half man half horse. But Like all folklore, false fables, fairytales, although they're charming foreshore, And not forgetting magical or misstating myths, No one seems to really know if, what, where and when did any of this really exist? Could they be mere human fabrications that we've told for generations, Simply to occupy children's board minds, and fill their racing imaginations. Giant birds, dinosaurs and mammoths walked this earth once upon a time. Maybe gnomes did tunnel further than we've been down making deep mines, Or perhaps fire breathing dragons did fly through our sky, Stories told by our ancestors time and time again, maybe each adding a little bit here. There's nothing else to rely on, stories were told not written spoken ear to ear, So what are we, that's you and me do we believe? Shall we have a look see, I believe that fairies homes, supposedly toadstools, so I'm told sprout every year. Firefly's light up the darkest of night skies bright with there beaming lights. Caterpillars sleep through cold winters with freezing frosts and biting blizzards, Then timing it perfectly they break out into beautiful butterflies, They dance with dragon flies amongst river reeds, blades of grass and tall oak trees. Is that not incredible, is that not magical, in itself, and yet there's so much more! We've merely scratched the surface of what there is to explore. Birds flocking together to take flight for miles, and miles to warmer weather, then they find their way back, without Google maps, and flock back together. Then they make a nest of twigs and sticks to lay their eggs on a tree top right, then the egg will hatch, and lungs now full of life chirp with all there might, Then those fluffy chicks, soon become a fully fledged fledging. Soon these fledglings will need to flee the nest and thus begins a mega milestone, For these fledglings as its time to be tumbled out of the nest into the unknown It seems so cruel and callous but it's time for these fledglings to spread those tiny wings, To glide twirl and whirl around in the wind that fledgling is now an adult bird. It no longer sits in a nest and chirps, it stands in a tree and sings the notes of a songbird. Does that not sound like an imaginary mythical creature, to be sleign by a knight, Not something that we can find in all shapes and sizes taking flight, Or gliding across rivers, waddling over fields, even surfing waves on the deep blue seas. So if something so majestic exists today that we can actually see, Then once upon a time, was Atlantis great and is now simply asleep beneath our feet. Or was its secrets washed away by the sea beyond our reach to far and to deep. You wake up to skies ablaze with various reds and burnt oranges as the sun rises, whilst it plummets the other half of the world into darkness leaving the moon to mind it. But by noon nothing but blue skies and the odd fluffy white cloud floats in the sky. The sun is now directly above you it looks iridescent, it's the sky's golden eye, It's indescribable colour, is what I'd imagine a heavenly pearl gate would be The heat is heaving out it's circular circumference, burning with UVs Its commandeered the skies, and commanded the temperature for the day. But then It's time for the sun to be on its way! As it slowly slips behind the horizon it seems like the light just fades away, right before your eyes what wizardry is this, does the sun simply slip away under the earth, it couldn't possibly be just the competency of our magical planet earth. What a preposterous notion it must be a magicians handy work! Thank goodness for the man who lives on the moon to turn on its illuminations, otherwise we'd be wandering around in the pitch black dark, that would cause complications. It does make you wonder how long it takes him to turn on each star. I suppose constellations appear together as a cluster so just 1 switch maybe, how bizarre! Now we have a new source of light that has risen in the sky. Looks like the moon has come out to play! The skies have gone from blue to bleak black and the clouds white to a glistening grey. The mystical moons glows, and the stars little twinkle is so magical, so be careful you could become spell bound or transfixed by its Luna tricks. It can appear as a full moon, a half moon or completely disappear with a total eclipse. This can only be the figment of an incredible imagination to imagine a moon to look like this. Why not a constant full moon, that poor man on the moon I bet he doesn't know if he's coming or going, Unless I guess he gets to decide how the moon will be showing. Then to think a cow jumped over it once upon a time too geez! Now maybe all this moo-ning around takes the biscuit for some! Although I thought the moon was made of cheese, I think I've made my pun! However the shenanigans that do go on in the nights sky, truly are magical mysteries to the likes of you and I. So tell me does magic exist in this wonderful world? Does it still surround us? Or has it been replaced rendering the magical mystery, dust and not the fairy or pixies stuff. Can it still fill the imaginations of our children's minds for them to explore? Surely the magic of this world, its nature, wildlife even space can offer more than ever before. Things we can't even begin to imagine, we can start to imagine, in our imaginations sphere. Like how big is it up there, a mystery so mysterious that some of it is still a secret from the mere human, and is unclear So after examining an itsy bitsy spider amount of evidence and considering only a few facts, then yes I am a believer in magic without a doubt Now the question is are you perhaps? Disclosure before confirming believability, remember that if you state you don't believe then you do in fact kill a fairy, and Mary will become quite contrary! This is known to be a true fact, well maybe it is, thus therefore making it theoretically true! Therefore you must really consider your decision before stating believability! For denying believability will most definitely well possibly But definitely well potentially, will result in you being the murderer of a fairy. But obviously you're a believer because you wouldn't want to even superstitiously murder a fairy, especially as they are an endangered species, Ah But Don't worry I believe that you believe, making you a believer by default! Just a pair of believers, believing that you, yes you who's reading this believes, so don't worry we believe that you really do believe, that means that you're a believer, and I'm one to true? Phew! Bloopers No fairies were harmed in the construction or writing of this mahoosive poem. Mary was not made contrary at any time. The cow claims he was not high when he jumped over the moon. We are happy to report that itsy bitsy spider is doing well, and he's finally made it up his spout. The man on the moon gave us a wave, and tweeted to say it takes him 3 hours to turn the stars on because of new arrivals, and then 2 hours to turn them off depending how many blowouts they've had. He currently gets 30 minutes for lunch which he's been contesting, with the sun for 10 years as correspondence is a bit of a mission. All mythical or non mythical beings past or present consented to their involvement in the make me a believer foundation. If you want to help the cause become a believer today! in the magic and mystery of our enchanting Earth.

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