Marc Bolan, The Warlock of Love Page 6 of the Original Volume Proud browed he sat with his pekinese hat Basked in the sun of the musical one. A rope for wise men held his tail all dapper. He jostled the pawn of pearl in his ever growing hands, And with his handsome wand he chirped scholarly Abroad the desolate land. And a blanket of perfumed tailors sewed the skirts of the Earth In ever decreasing cycles. One for Exaviar and the other for Ono the waterman. The salt seeker, the carp-carved kinglett of Oceantanicas Fin-browed. Continue to the Next Poem go back to the beginning of Marc's book The Warlock of Love or return to the Welcome Page! Page Design/Layout by Natalie McDonald, assisted by "Doc". Original Background by Pegasus On-Line. NOTICE: This poem has been retyped from the text of the original © 1969 version of “The Warlock of Love” by Marc Bolan, published by Lupus Music. We have not altered any of the original punctuation, spelling or typographical errors, and retained the identical line breaks and indentations in the text as the original typesetters and/or the person (or persons) who originally transcribed the poem from Marc Bolan’s handwriting and/or verbal dictation. “Depth Charge!”’s intent is solely to educate the public by identifying the correct original sources of Marc Bolan’s poetry, with absolutely no commercial gain intended. Our reproduction of this work is a strictly not-for-profit venture, and we agree to immediately cease and desist publishing this poem if requested to do so in writing by a certifiable authorized representative of Marc Bolan’s current estate.