Fairy Godmother
Frolicking in a fuchsia gown
Amethyst wand in hand so bright
Indigo night sky in town
Rose colored cheeks so high
You could just be my muse
Green eyes seem to see through me
Onyx thoughts find me confused
Dare to grant me what I’m wishing
Mahogany man from a rugged land
One who is steady and silver strong
Tall and true to take my hand
He would be the music to my song
Emerald dreams can come true
Ready Godmother or fuchsia muse
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