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Oct 30, 2008
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Jumping on the Bed
Oh my, 'tis a wonderful story
and so many tears of joy are shed,
when the pixies and children hear the words,
"It's getting late, kids! It's time for bed!"
Because the strangest thing then happens.
The children get this energy, it seems;
and the pixies then lure them up on their beds,
where they start bouncing, with giggles and screams!
I've seen this thing happen everywhere.
In fact, wherever I've gone;
and those same pixies have done it outside with the kids,
where they've invented somersaults, out on the lawn.
So the next time the children start dancing around,
and jumping and playing's a must;
just let them be, it's not all their fault
for they've been sprinkled with pixie dust!
and so many tears of joy are shed,
when the pixies and children hear the words,
"It's getting late, kids! It's time for bed!"
Because the strangest thing then happens.
The children get this energy, it seems;
and the pixies then lure them up on their beds,
where they start bouncing, with giggles and screams!
I've seen this thing happen everywhere.
In fact, wherever I've gone;
and those same pixies have done it outside with the kids,
where they've invented somersaults, out on the lawn.
So the next time the children start dancing around,
and jumping and playing's a must;
just let them be, it's not all their fault
for they've been sprinkled with pixie dust!
— docmaverick, Oct 30, 2008
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zarul
17 years 7 months ago
WHOA
Mark
17 years 7 months ago
those pixies
infinite_dwarf
17 years 7 months ago
lol
docmaverick
17 years 7 months ago
thanx,
Mark
17 years 7 months ago
don't leave
docmaverick
17 years 7 months ago
Pixie dust....