Pooh Bear So CuteMonday, June 25, 2007
My World of Elves and Pixies Poem
My elves and pixies are such colourful folklaughter abounds with many a joke.They are jolly, happy, full of song,whistling and laughing, all day long.Up with the sun they work and playso much to do, all in a day.Flowers to colour, gardens to dig,but always time to stop for jig.Dancing is always their delightoft with the fairies, far into the night.Sometimes, they dance with the leprechaunstheir boots are worn out, when morning dawns.
They talk to the animals, tell them talesof adventures had over hills and dales.Teach the baby birds how to flysee them soar, high in the sky.For spiders they help weave gossamer strandsinto web designs, it takes all hands.For time is short before the dawnbut in the sky the web is drawn.Their bubbles turn into clouds we knowfluffy white, or pink, what a show.With a puff of breath they bounce and bob,This really is their favourite job.Toadstools they always build with glee,there in the grass for all to see.So be aware next time you roam,not to step on their happy homes!For live they do, in toadstools wildsee them now, as ever a childwho looks to us, to tell the tale.With my elves and pixies you cannot fail.
They talk to the animals, tell them talesof adventures had over hills and dales.Teach the baby birds how to flysee them soar, high in the sky.For spiders they help weave gossamer strandsinto web designs, it takes all hands.For time is short before the dawnbut in the sky the web is drawn.Their bubbles turn into clouds we knowfluffy white, or pink, what a show.With a puff of breath they bounce and bob,This really is their favourite job.Toadstools they always build with glee,there in the grass for all to see.So be aware next time you roam,not to step on their happy homes!For live they do, in toadstools wildsee them now, as ever a childwho looks to us, to tell the tale.With my elves and pixies you cannot fail.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
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