Red August Abduction

In the month of August, fairies come alive, Innocent-looking creatures, but do not be naive, For if you wear red, they'll mark you as their own, And in the blink of an eye, you'll be gone.

You'll hear them whispering in the night, Their voices sweet, their words a delight, But if you follow them into the woods, You'll enter a realm where nothing is good.

The trees will twist and the flowers will wilt, The sky will darken and the air will chill, And there in the center, a fairy queen, Her beauty was a guise, her intentions obscene.

She'll offer you riches and powers untold, But take her hand, and you'll forever be sold, For the fairies don't just want your soul, They want to steal you from your world, whole. So beware the fairies in the month of August, And never wear red, for it is a must, For if they see you, they'll come for you, And you'll be lost, in a world that's not true.