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[aid] => mick
[title] => Hemmessy.
[time] => 2005-07-30 12:16:38
[hometext] => Enjoy from bernard2
[bodytext] => I heard the clock on the town hall strike twelve. I remember thinking, midnight and still not asleep. I will have to get myself a cup of hot chocolate that will perhaps settle me down so that I may get a good nights rest. I had been sleeping poorly this last month or so due I think to the Fairy problems. Strange things had been happening all over Fairyland. It had rained without stop for over two whole weeks. The Forest floor was flooded and there was nowhere dry for the wild animals or for the Little Folk. Her Majesty Queen Feeana was in constant touch with Mother Nature. Mother Nature said that someone or something had been meddling with the clouds right out in the Atlantic. She had no control anymore. I was asked by Her Majesty to keep a look out for things that are man made that could be causing the huge build up of cloud over the Atlantic Ocean. I phoned the Meteorology office and asked them if there were any experiments going on. They told me that there were no experiments and none were planned. They themselves were beginning to ask where the cloud build up was coming from. Her Majesty evacuated all of the Fairies into their winter quarters under the Himalayan Mountains between India and Tibet there they were safe from the rain and wet, all the butterflies went with them. I read all kinds of books about the weather and learned new terms such as cumulus and many more. I did not know that mankind had made such progress in learning about the weather. I thought to myself if this knowledge is available over the Internet then it is possible that some Wizard could have studied and experimented with the clouds to flood the fairies from out of Fairyland. I sent pictures to Her Majesty knowing that she had a part of her mind always ready to accept my mental pictures. Her Majesty Queen Feeana came at once as soon as she received my message. I told her of my suspicions about a Wizard and that the weather office had no experiments going on. Her Majesty took out her truth mirror and looked long and deeply into it. “ Yes she said the Wizard Magoricus is up to his old tricks again. He is a very powerful Wizard and my Magic Powers are the same strength as his. Here I must find a way to outwit him just magic alone will not help. “I must get the help of the Leprechaun Hennessy,” “He is very crafty and has outwitted many a sorcerer with my help before.” “I am sure that he will help us.” Her Majesty put a magic call through to Ireland and he himself Hennessy appeared in a flash of blue light. “You called me Your Royal Highness.” “I am here, how may I be of help?” Her Majesty then told Hennessy of the problem. Hennessy asked Her Majesty for the use of her Heating Mirror. Her Majesty immediately gave him a large flat-framed mirror that was covered in a black cloth. Thank you Your Majesty and where do I find this rascal Magoricus? “He is in America in the city of New York he has a studio next to the water front in the docklands.” If you will Your Majesty send me to America for I have business with a certain Magoricus.” As the Leprechaun Hennessy came so he went a blue flash and he was no longer with us. Hennessy soon found the studio of Magoricus and taking the fairy Queen’s mirror he directed it at the tip of an antenna that Magoricus was using to cause the rain. The heat from the mirror was so strong that the tip of the antenna melted and the flow of energy that was causing all the rain stopped. Magoricus came home to his studio and saw what had happened to his apparatus that he had spent so much time building. The heat from the mirror had melted the antenna right down to the apparatus and now all was just molten metal. Hennessy stayed in America and opened a shoe shop. He is a very rich man and he often goes off on trips to no one knows where. Fairyland dried out and her majesty sent all of the Fairies and butterflies back home and the Heat Mirror now has a special place in her Majesties home in case some other Magician should come across the idea of flooding fairyland. Magicians, Wizards, Sorcerers and Witches be warned for Her Majesty, Fairy Queen Feeana has some very good friends all over the world. I myself am one of them and I keep my eyes open for all of your tricks. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 43 [informant] => bernard2 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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