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~~Dreamer The Wood Nymph~~
Dreamer the wood nymph, with a jealous heart looked on
She wanted to trap Zeus the God and keep him for her own
Immortal life her children would receive if a God she mated
Although she may never age - for immortal children she felt she was fated.

Zeus was her God, her man, even though Hera was his wife
It cut her small nubile heart in two, the pain twisted as a knife
She must practice her weaving art to catch and hold him tight,
She dreamed of immortal children through days and into night.

She flitted through the woods, in naked and splendorous beauty 
She tried all the tricks she knew right down to shaking her booty.
Watching the birds making their nests she hatched a plan to snare
To practise her weaving spells she began, for in weaving she had a flare.

The little Ploaceidae or the small perching bird was the one she did choose
She would practise her skills by making him weave, that’s whom she would use.
A gregarious little bird, she taught him what to do 
With long grass and fibres he twisted and wove his nest anew.

The first time it fell apart - but Dreamer the wood nymph practised with him now
She needed it strong if Zeus she was to keep - it must stick to its bough
The weaver bird learnt and wove a magic nest, so proudly he showed it off
It held out the sun and rain and stuck tight - to the weaver birds our hats we doff.

Then to show it off he invited, the females in to come and admire
When one did like the design she moved in, and gave him his desire.
Dreamer our little nymph that wanted to mate a God
Decided to weave her house and invite him in, she didn’t think it odd.

Her nubile naked form, she danced in the entrance grand
Zeus spotted her and left the sky, she lead him by the hand
They loved in the wood nymphs nest that she had learnt to spin so well
Her child was born immortal but Dreamer the nymph began to tell.

Zeus was angry at her tales and his wife was not amused
He turned wood nymph Dreamer into a bird - now her skills to use.
Her children now immortal, weaving through the continents
Their little nests so competent because their skills were heaven sent.

For Tracie~ Indigo Dreamweaver's Contest: Dreamer the wood nymph who dreamed of imortal children but had to mate with a God to get them, her dream came true when he turned her into a Weaver Bird weaving their amazing nests forever. (not recognised mythology)
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