Away With the Fairies
He’s away with the fairies
No, honest, it’s true
He’s not quite the same
Sort of person as you
He sees things that others
Could never detect
Collecting up pieces
That others reject
Living a life that
Most people would shun
Sleeping outside
In the rain and the sun
Most folk that meet him
They say he’s not right
He’s away with the fairies
They took him last night
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