A storm was brewing and I was lost in the woods Dusty clothes, brambles in my sandals Matted hair, I had lost my comb A dirty face as the water had run out too Just as I was about to despair I heard this voice say “Come inside, I’ll give you shelter from the rain” I turned around and was surprised to see A rather comely lady neatly dressed I followed her limping along the beaten path To a cottage on the edge of the wood As she opened the door I could have sworn The place was haunted – an owl perched On the roof was eyeing me stealthily A black cat ambled across the floor Towards his mistress almost listlessly I took two steps back and headed for the door My hostess said disdainfully “Why young man Is not this place good enough for you? Remember I promised you a shelter from the rain” Before I could reply the sound of thunder Ranted the air leaving me terrified I quickly stepped back in and took a deep breath Hoping to calm myself instead of which I inhaled strange particles that I could not identify I almost choked but was afraid to ask for water Unperturbed my hostess offered me a tumbler With a concoction that was good for the throat she said I thought to myself- "In for a penny, in for a pound" Just swallowed the stuff as fast as I could and that is All that I can remember about the lady’s shelter The following morning I was picked up by a search party Ambulance – lying unconscious under a large tree They also opined that I was probably hallucinating As there was no woman and no sign of a cottage.
