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Jul 16, 2009
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There are Fairies at the bottom of my garden
There are Fairies at the bottom of my garden
And they visit every evening for a dance
They are lovely to behold and very welcome
I just wish they didn’t trample on my plants
Their favourite dance appears to be the Salsa
They do it with such style and aplomb
Much better than last week when they were jivin’
It appeared they’d hit the garden with a bomb
So I do believe in Fairies, ‘cos I’ve seen them
And every night I watch them, in a trance
They are graceful and delightful and enchanting
“Oi, Tinkerbell, get off my bloody plants”
© John W Fenn 14-07-2009
— shazbat, Jul 16, 2009
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Critiques
Skumpfsklub
16 years 10 months ago
Delightfully zany.
shazbat
16 years 10 months ago
Perry i am flattered indeed
infinite_dwarf
16 years 10 months ago
oh, what a visual!
shazbat
16 years 10 months ago
Thanks Jess, you know I had
Fleur MacDonald
16 years 10 months ago
It made me laugh,
shazbat
16 years 10 months ago
I had thought of starting a
greeneyes
16 years 10 months ago
oh my god
shazbat
16 years 10 months ago
Reading between the lines I