Wee Music
The soft blue fairies sail on azure wings,
All embellished with flower rings
And garments of woven weeds.
Without a sound they come down from above
To the mossy carpet ground they love,
On their tiny blue fairy-winged steeds.
And then they sing and strike up their band,
And dance around, hand-in-hand,
As they blow on their fluted reeds.
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