I’ll Be Seven Tomorrow
“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly.
“Doodles, Noodles, Snickerdoodles,
Twinkle, Sprinkle and Winkle
and my sisters and brothers will party.”
“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly.
“We’ll dance when the moon rises
with the nymphs and the sprites,
the pixies and the fireflies.”
“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly.
“We’ll sing with the nightingales and owls.
We’ll play lots of party games,
like pin the tail on the dragon and go fish.”
“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly.
“We’ll eat honey cakes and pixie pears.
We’ll slide down the leaves of the Pandan
and swing on the honeysuckle vine.”
“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly.
“And I’ll get many gifts: silky slippers,
clothing of Foxgloves and lilies,
and maybe a new wand with pixie dust.”
“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly,
and I’ll sleep all day long in my cozy fern bed.”
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