Faerie Fauna waits for her cousin Bill
faerie fauna sat on her house staring over a hill.
Her company had not arrived, her cousin named Bill.
Where is he? Asked a pink rose. Her voice was shrill.
This shocked faerie fauna, and her caterpillar, Will.
Other flowers began to titter as they watched over the hill.
You are so late Faerie Fauna thought. Where are you Bill?
Her apple pie was cooling fast on the window sill.
He is not coming! Announced the rose, persnickety still.
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