Just Another Day In The Kingdom
Listen to the old trees
as they spread gossip on the breeze.
The faerie fae listen close
to hear what news it might disclose.
Rumors of the Elven kind
are moving through the fields of time.
The pixies with their magic dust
spinkle all as they must.
Enchanted by the sparkling day
even trolls come out to play!
In his hall the mountain king
laughs at all the silly things.
Evening falls and when complete,
the old trees go to back to sleep.
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