A Midsummer Night's AquaDream

"Ignorant woman, thou must be mad," they said to me.
"The Sun stands not still, can'st thou see?
He circles 'round Earth's periphery,
full of God's great majesty,
and does so quite tirelessly!"

"Nay," I said, "She does not dote
a circuit so tiresome as a castle's moat!
She dances
and twirls
with halo of fire
a figure-eight loop
wearing Goddess attire!
And each year She dances so hard and so long
that twice She does pause
before plunging headlong
back down the loop,
retracing Her way
obeying Nature's laws
in splendid array!"

The argument raged back and forth
just as the Sun, from south unto north,
yet the motion of Earth is really the cause
for the analemma which the "Sun's" motion draws.

They called me a heretic, a hussy, and a witch,
all of which greatly flattered this bitch.
I would not recant the words that I spake
so they quickly tied me out to a stake
not knowing my kink let me enjoy their sport
and I came rather quickly, by that resort.

The Sun did stand still as my ashes were flung
and a pallor over the mens' faces hung.
Then, along with the Fae, I danced till next dawn
When we evaporated like dew, and were gone.

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