Pan:

In the forest and among the fauna

a lonely faun resided

Pan was his name, and trickery was his game.

Pan would lure and play his lyre

like orpheus, only much more clear

but unlike anyone else, he had much fun

running on and about in the sun

until a man had him in sight.

Stretched his arm and pulled on the trigger

a devastating blow to pan he delivered

and as the flora and fauna turned to gray,

pan began his rest that day.

-J.V