I read this in the Sun and thought it was just them talking rubbish...
Please no! Please no! For the love of all that is good and righteous!
(By the way, Saucepan Man were you reading the Sun? I wouldn't have had you down for that sort of person. Maybe it was in all the papers, I wouldn't know. My Dad only gets The Rubbish With Richard Littlejohn In It.)
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“Sylphs of the forest,” I whispered. “Spirits of oak, beech and ash. Dryads of Rowan and hazel, hear us. You who have guided and guarded our every footstep, you who have sheltered our growth, we honour you."
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