by Georgie
Atop my Christmas tree
I had the strangest feeling
That she winked her eye at me
Now, I never have believed before
In fairies, elves and things
But as I peered more closely
This one fluttered tiny wings
�Could it be, sweet angel,
That what I�ve heard is true
That you are real, and at No�l
You�ll grant our wishes too?�
�If that�s a fact, then listen please
To what I have to say
I only have one dearest wish�
To travel to L.A.
I�d love to meet my hero
He�s a very special man
I�d love to give him one big hug
Because I�m such a fan
We�d talk about the oranges
He grows in his back yard
I�d admire his smart, blue Porsche�
Well, that wouldn�t be too hard
We�d have a laugh along the way
He�s such a funny guy
Oh, fairy, listen to my wish
I�ll be good! Honest! I�ll try!
But I�m aware, sweet fairy,
You can�t grant this wish with ease
I live six thousand miles away
Across the shining seas
So, if it looks impossible
I really understand
I know it�s hard to transport me
To L.A. from England
And if you can�t quite manage it
Might I presume to ask
That you could please perform for me
A slightly simpler task?
This time the wish is not for me
It�s for Himself so dear
I wish him Merry Christmas
And the Happiest New Year!�
The end
