When it’s with the sun,

Sunflowers would come racing in for fun.

When it’s with the moon,

Fireflies would lit up every corner of the room.



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Dwarfs of the woods

Been forging walls doing good

Losing nights of dreams

Just to paint my scheme.



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Gnomes from Gosporain,

Been hammering windows to a stand

With humming fairies in line, jars in hands,

Sticking sugar frost, onto window panes.



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Pixies from Mountain Arch,

Been lining my fine porch

Trees of maroon lollipops, up.

Pool of ginger beer, in the largest cup.

And paint the welcome mat

The portrait of my darling cat.



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Under the hands of all mystics,

This house shall ferment in feathery streaks.

And on the third full moon night,

Seven counts after a wolf’s warning yowl of plight,

There, under the moon glow of blue,

Shall poise The House, dripping choco fondue.



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And in a cauldron, mushroom broth

I will set boil, into scented froth.

Then I shall wait by the ball of crystal,

For the pair named Hansel and Gretel.



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