Hither, Hi, Ho, Fairies Down Below

Hither, Hi, Ho, Fairies Down Below Hither, hi, ho, fairies down below. They flit, they flee, from bush to tree, Flying swiftly, leaping lightly, Chattering, tinkling, always sprightly. By day they can laugh and play. But at night comes worry and fright. As the gloaming swallows up the sun It is the end of frollicks and fun. For out come the snargles, All piggish and smelly, Gnashing dribbly fangs, Tummies wobbling like jelly. Their homeland was razed, So they’ve moved to the woods And discovered that fairies Taste, ‘Oh, so good!’ Snargles snort and roam all night, So all the fairies must take flight. They try to hide, to not be found. They’ve built a city underground. And a clever healer, a fairy magician, Has discovered the spell for which they’d been wishing. The only problem is that it needs A rare night flower with luminescent seeds. Two brave fairies called Silva and Jet Take on the toughest mission yet: To fly to the bog where the snargles live, And collect the flowers that the potion needs. On a wild and stormy eve Jet and Silva fly ‘pon the breeze. They are disguised by cloaks of leaves To hide at speed amongst the trees. They flit, they flee, from bush to tree, But watching before leaping, silently. Until the stormy winds blow high Just as a snargle forages by. Poor Jet gets blown from her log Into the smelly, sticky bog. Silva leaps in his leafy disguise And covers her from the snargle’s eyes. And next to them, growing right there, Are the tiniest flowers with seeds so rare. Are they the flowers that they seek? Yes! They take them and neither speak. They quietly, carefully return home. The spell is made- relief has come. And now the fairies we will never see, For they have a potion of invisibility! copyright Emily Joshua