| In The Faerie's Garden |
| [Dedicated to Judy and Dave, who created the garden] |
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In a beautiful garden green There sits a little faery queen She sits upon a lily pad And sings a song that's very glad A song of butterflies and birds A lovely tune without any words She sees us all with faery eyes We see her in her faerie guise What's sitting on the rock over there? Is it a lovely faery fair? To us it seems a warty frog That should be living in a bog But faeries hide right in plain sight And only seem themselves at night So watch for faeries in the sun They might be froggies having fun. |