Finding Folklore🧛🧙🏿‍♂️🧚

In a wonderful world where children never age and yon golden running rivers flow

I could become the Queen of the pixies..a fairy godmother of bestow

Oh if only I knew the way to folklore land.. but then again does anybody know ?
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Is it north, south , east or maybe’s I should be walking west ?

As I set off with my napsack on my back on a ‘Finding folklore quest’

Well though it must be somewhere over the rainbow..I stand at crossroads I am lost I just confessed

Ah well perhaps I will sit underneath this tall oak tree and take a little well earned rest
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“Are you lost my dear ?” “HEAVEN’s ABOVE” this trestled tree trunk just spoke to me

And I whimper “Yes I am a little lost actually and excuse me for asking you but am I talking to a t..t..tree ?”

“Yes my dear it is I whom stands above you with my shadey canopy”

I jump up in total shock with my mouth all agog trying to question reality
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“Well mercy me this is so strange..a tree that can talk ?”

Perhaps I have stumbled on folklore land after all on my wandering walk

And then from out of the blue an elf is standing right infont of me and of course I just sit and gawk