Pear Faerie Stupid
what kind of faerie are you? Someone asked the pretty being.
The rest of the faeries tittered and whistled, readily seeing…
she was the pear faerie, a guardian of that light green fruit.
some of the rudest ones continued to make fun and hoot.
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