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The Fairy Call From Lady Cottington's Pressed Fairy Book
A spell for summoning the fairies. Sit where the cat sits. Cross your toes. Close your eyes. And smell a rose. Then say under your breath: "I believe in fairies, Sure as death." Gadflykins! Gladtrypins! Gutterpuss and Cass! Come to me fairily Each lad and lass!
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The Rainbow Faeries By Unknown
Two little clouds, one summer's day, Went flying through the sky; They went so fast, they bumped their heads, And both began to cry. Old father sun looked out and said: "Oh, never mind, my dears, I'll send my little fairy folk To dry your falling tears." One fairy came in violet, And one wore indigo; In blue, green, yellow, orange, red, They made a pretty row. They wiped the cloud-tears all away, And then from out the sky, Upon a line the sunbeams made, They hung their gowns to dry.
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I'd Love To Be A Fairy's Child By Robert Graves
Children born of fairy stock Never need for shirt or frock, Never want for food or fire, Always get their hearts desire: Jingle pockets full of gold, Marry when they're seven years old. Every fairy child may keep Two ponies and ten sheep; All have houses, each his own, Built of brick or granite stone; They live on cherries, they run wild-- I'd love to be a Fairy's child.
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The Child And The Faeries By Unknown
The woods are full of faeries! The trees are all alive; The river overflows with them, See how they dip and dive! What funny little fellows! What dainty little dears! They dance and leap, and prance and peep, And utter fairy cheers! I'd like to tame a fairy, To keep it on a shelf, and dress its little self. I'd teach it pretty manners, It always should say "please", And then you know I'd make it sew, And curtsy with its knees.
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