THERE are fairies at the
bottom of our garden!
It's not so very, very
far away;
You pass the gardener's
shed and you just keep straight ahead
I do so hope they've
really come to stay.
There's a little wood,
with moss in it and beetles,
And a little stream that
quietly runs through;
You wouldn't think they'd
dare to come merrymaking there.
Well, they do.
There are fairies at the
bottom of our garden!
They often have a dance
on summer nights;
The butterflies and bees
make a lovely little breeze,
And the rabbits stand
about and hold the lights.

Did you know that they
could sit upon the moonbeams
And pick a star to make
a fan,
And dance away up there
in the middle of the air?
Well, they can.
There are fairies at the
bottom of our garden!
You cannot think how
beautiful they are;
They all stand up and
sing when the Fairy Queen and King
Come gently floating
down upon their car.
The King is proud and
very handsome;
The Queen now you can
guess who that could be
(She's a girl all day,
but at night she steals away)?
Well, it's Me!
Rose Fylman.
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