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Neighbours

Not many moons ago,

I heard new neighbours were coming.

So I walked to the top of the garden,

where the fairies live.

I spoke with the fairies

I asked them could they bring a family,

that would be kind to me,

then I made a wish.

 

I twitched my nose,

winked my eye,

circled three times

and faced north.

 

The fairies brought,

a kind lady,

two princess's,

one named Samara,

one Tiana.

If you add them up,

that counts three.

Will I ever ►

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 7th Nov 2013 17:03

The topic of 'Good Neighbours' in this little ditty is very relevant to us all. Good choice.

<Deleted User> (10832)

Tue 5th Nov 2013 12:54

Lucky you. Mine are surly sods. Maybe if I did the same and faced south theyd go away.

I like the mystical feel to your poem. You should write fairy stories or song lyrics like Enya.

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