The Folklore Fairies 🧚‍♀️

Folklore land is within another world

Amidst a fascinating place I do not lie

Where the wild wind blows tiny fairies

Who
look like little umbrellas floating in the sky

Millions and zillions of marvellous miniature sprites

Zig-zagging to and fro, each and everyone of them with shimmering, sparkly lights

Yet these flimsical, whimsical creatures that can flutter and fly

Make themselves invisible to our naked eye

Tho there may be a slim chance they can be caught unaware

When one of them is in a daydream amidst their castles in the air

But tho humans tell their tales of what they think they saw

It is a magical mystery about the fairy folklore

They do say that there are elves and pixies living in yon woods

Cavorting in the countryside, nearby the neighbourhoods

Try to think of folklore before you go asleep

The Tooth fairy collects little childrens lost teeth, hidden under pillows so deep

Don’t ask me what they do with all these teeth that they find

Coz I haven’t got the foggiest and nothing comes to my mind

Tho perhaps they use them as little shiny stones

Polishing them up with tiny old bones

Building tooth houses betwixt their castles in the air

Now wouldn’t that make perfect sense, there’s always kiddies teeth going spare...