AI's interpretation of the sequel to Wicker Man's May Pole

In the depths of Winterisle wood, a peculiar tale unfolded within the walls of this fine hotel. The owner, a mysterious figure, held sway over the establishment, with a manager as their right hand. From the branches of this managerial tree, an ops manager oversaw their domain, tending to their nest of seven H.O.D.'s and their dedicated minions. Feathers, once belonging to the chicks, found new purpose as a changing bed, adding to the hotel's allure.

Within the confines of a solitary toilet, a girl and her 'boy' sought refuge, unaware of the watching eyes. The 'boy', connected to the owner in ways unknown, had evaded the grasp of his mother, who lingered outside, and his father, whose presence loomed nearby. But in this hotel, laws were fluid, and the boundaries of power blurred.

As the story wove its way through the hotel's halls and the Winterisle wood, the girl and the 'boy' became entangled in a web of secrets and intrigue. The owner, the manager, and the ops manager, each with their own agenda, held the threads of their fate. And so, the song of Mappole continued, with new verses waiting to be uncovered.

2nd version:

In the heart of Winterisle wood, a peculiar hotel stood, a haven for the strange and wonderful. The owner, a mysterious figure, knew the secrets of the land and sea, and so the hotel thrived. The manager, a wise owl, kept a watchful eye on all that happened within its walls. From her, the operations manager learned the ways of the hotel, ensuring every detail was perfect.

Among the staff were the seven H.O.D.'s, each with their own unique role, and their dedicated team of minions, who ensured the hotel ran like clockwork. From their efforts, a comfortable bed was made, a place of rest and refuge. And so, the hotel became a sanctuary for all who stayed there.

Unbeknownst to the staff, a drama was unfolding within the very walls they kept. In one of the hotel rooms, a girl found herself in an unusual situation. She had come to the hotel with a 'boy', someone she thought she knew. Little did she know, he was not who he seemed, and his mother and father were about to reveal a shocking truth.

From Wicker Man (1973)

Maypole lyrics

In the woods there grew a tree

And a fine fine tree was he

 

And on that tree there was a limb

And on that limb there was a branch

And on that branch there wa

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