Christer Karlstad " Woodland " - " Master of Ceremonies "

 

" Woodland "

Christer Karlstad

" Master of Ceremonies "

Christer Karlstad

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" The wood is full of shining eyes,

The wood is full of creeping feet,

The wood is full of tiny cries;

You must not go to the wood at night!

I met a man with eyes of glass

And a finger as curled as the wriggling worm

And hair as red as rotting leaves

And a stick that hissed like a summer snake

The wood is full of shining eyes,

The wood is full of creeping feet,

The wood is full of tiny cries;

You must not go to the wood at night!

He sang me a song in backwards words

And drew me a dragon in the air

I saw his teeth through the back of his head

And a rat's eyes winking from his hair.

The wood is full of shining eyes,

The wood is full of creeping feet,

The wood is full of tiny cries;

You must not go to the wood at night!

He made me a penny out of a stone

And showed me the way to catch a lark

With a straw and a nut and a whispered word

And a penn'orth of ginger wrapped up in a leaf

The wood is full of shining eyes,

The wood is full of creeping feet,

The wood is full of tiny cries;

You must not go to the wood at night!

He asked me my name and where I lived

I told him a name from my Book of Tales

He asked me to come with him into the wood

And dance with the kings from under the hills

The wood is full of shining eyes,

The wood is full of creeping feet,

The wood is full of tiny cries;

You must not go to the wood at night!

But I saw that his eyes were turning to fire

I watched the nails grow on his wriggling hand

And I said my prayers all in a rush

And found myself safe on my father's land.

The wood is full of shining eyes,

The wood is full of creeping feet,

The wood is full of tiny cries;

You must not go to the wood at night! "

Henry Treece ( 1911-1966)

" The Magic Wood "

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