Fairy Dust
The fairies all are gentle
souls
Who flit about each day
They sleep at night in
tulip beds
Or sometimes in the hay
They dance about and sing their
songs
And gather fairy dust
For if they want to fly
and soar
The fairy dust’s a must
And people are like fairies
just
Unable to reach sky
Encouragement like fairy
dust
Can help a person fly
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