*Across the land of Meanbeard's hidden kingdom, the call goes out for all to come and gather for the raising of the Sun.Rite Furs of many kinds follow the patch lite with touches till they all reach the lite large stage dress only in their very loose fitting open robes. When all are account for and each one has been given a large drinking horn with what they enjoy the most to drink the great mystic minotaur of muscles raise his hand in a toast and does all the others.*

Thank you all for coming to this the Greeting of The First Day of Spring. May this day grant us all with great blessing today and for the rest of the year. May you all find love and happiest in your lives and a joy for nature and all its wonders. Let us now face the raising sun and greet it with love and understanding for all the gifts it gives us.

*So everyone turns with their drinks in hand and as the sun raise a great cheer come from the throng and all toast the sun and the first day of Spring. Many start to remove their robes so the can have the first rays of the sun start to warm their nude bodies. Then they turn and hear music coming from the stage being played by a group of satyrs and centaurs as their host starts to break out into song*

Meanbeard:If you're down and confused
And you don't remember
Who you're talking to

Concentration slip away
'Cause you're baby is so far away

The Throng: Well, there's a rose
In the fisted glove
And eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be
With the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

Meanbeard: Don't be angry
Don't be sad
Don't sit crying
Over good times you've had

There's a being right next to you
And that being's just waiting for something to do

The Throng:And there's a rose
In the fisted glove
And eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be
With the one you love, honey

Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

Dit, dit, dit, dit
Dit, dit, dit, dit
Dit, dit, dit, dit

(Everyone break out into wild and crazy dancing)

Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

Meanbeard:Turn your heartache right into joy
'Cause someone has a need and you're have a need
Get it together come on make it nice
You ain't gonna need anymore advice

The Throng:And there's a rose
In the fisted glove
And eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be
With the one you love, honey

Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

*And so the songs keep coming and so to the dancing. Great creatures flying overhead some of them dragons, rain flowers down on the throng,scenting the air around them and covering many in the colorful flowers. Till some point in time the largest cuddle fest/ orgy in history (well it would be if Meanbeard allowed anything he does to be recorded in the realms of mortals). As the Rite of Spring goes on all day long with other things to do once all the love making is done.*