She was a little doll
The rainbow in one eye
And the other bluer than the bluest sky
This fairy took a stroll among the strawberries
To have some breakfast with her fellow fairies.
Some rose petals too
And a drop of morning dew
That'll do
She contemplated
Slightly irritated
About her frustration
Towards creation
Being ethereal
Could drive her hysterical
Particularly since she has a physical appetite
Then this punk came by
And she said, "Hi"
His "nilnaer" stood upright
And shaded his eyes
Against light
The pins piercing his skin
Expressed the state he was in
But something was very alive
In his pants
And he took it out
With both hands
"Well I'll fuck you fairy." He said.
"Right here in the fuckin' strawberry bed."
"Lick my dick!" He insisted.
Her ethereal mind
Was totally twisted
Right out of her head
"Oh, good golly! I'm getting ---- wet."
"But, is this all I'm gonna get?"
"Hardly more than a drop of morning dew."
"I didn't really come, how about you?"
But the punk was on his way
And in the fairy forest
The fairy had to stay
And like many of us
With herself she had to play
For the remainder of this,
Exciting, wonderful, this very day
