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The Dwarves 🧙🏿‍♂️

The Dwarves 🧙🏿‍♂️

If one believes in the impossible, it may just become to light.. A positive outlook provides colours of delight..

Never never-land the home of fantasy, is a heavenly vision so realistic for me..

Simply shut your eyes and let your mind drift away to the land of nod where folklore play

Deep down underground only for the very small.. is a valley full of miniatures, gnomes, goblins and all..

Where they feast and dine on delicious long plump worms, that wiggles thru the earth with wriggly squirms..

Everything may be brown beyond the grass way down but it doesn’t bother these little fiesty folk, as they spend their time chanting songs with rhyme carrying small wooden prongs to poke

One may hear a strange cry as you pass on by this valley that is well below the ground..tho you will not realise and you would never believe your eyes what is actually creating the sound.. 

You see these wee funny dwarves always wear their prongs on their tiny backs and whenever they see a juicy worm they yell “CRY” and attack..

Stabbing and prodding whilst jumping with glee, foraging for food for their folklore family...

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