Hi, ho, it's Spring again,
Out of my eye's corner
I thought I saw the Horned Man, the Green Man
Charging down the glen,
It was not Pan,
I did not get that freezing in the bone,
Half fear, half ecstasy.
Perhaps I was mistook,
And only wished I saw,
And maybe Pan is playing in a rock band,
Traveling in a wave of liquorous riot,
George 'something' and the Destroyers
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