[Puck is a crazy rich bitch. For example, he asked his parents to buy him a jungle gym for no apparent reason (besides they're cool) and then proceeded to take it to the Plane, a rather substantial replacement/addition to the playground that's been there before. So, Plane-dwellers, enjoy the addition of a very tall rectangular boxish prismatic
THING painted with neon versions of all the Bacchus colors.
And the obligatory fairy draping himself in really uncomfortable positions on it, 'cause he's a crazy person like that. ♥ Currently he's suspended upside down from the topmost rungs, swaying gently back and forth and making grand motions with his arms on occasion.]
What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here,
So near the cradle of the fairy queen?
What, a play toward! I'll be an auditor;
An actor too, perhaps, if I see cause.