Happy Dar-Day

A Dar-Dar delivered, a wonderful creature, Arriving by yak after talks with a preacher. Wrapped up in a blanket with little instruction, Some suction required through keenest deduction. A Dar-Dar’s a brilliantly small woodland sprite Instilling both fear and great gasps of delight. But before you know it, they’ve done fully grown, Magically producing small sprites of their own. These Dar-Dars are likely to range far and wide; Reports say in Utah’s where one can be spied. October is always a time to acquaint; They’re oft drawn to ponies all covered in paint. Wherever you find one, it’s always the best; The dad of a Dar-Dar is a man truly blessed.