Fairy Land

There are fairies at the bottom of my garden

They live in a castle that is green

Fairies love to go flying through my garden

They keep still when they see someone coming

And will hide so as not to be seen

Fairies love to sing and dance

And if perchance, you should ever catch a fairy

And hold her in the palm of your hand

She might just make you small with fairy dust

And fly away with you to fairie land

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