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~~~ Legend of the Wishing Fish ~~~

Many, many years ago,
In the world before of man.
The fishy's had a burning wish,
To walk upon the land.
They all joined hands and made a wish,
And closed their eyes real tight.
Then man appeared that once was fish,
And began to walk upright.

The fishy's that had be-come man,
Were destined to excel.
And fishy's that stayed in the sea,
Kept a magic, magic spell.
But many men did not excel,
They wished to be just fish once more.
'Cos they weren't prepared to work,
To make happiness their law.

So all the fishy's in the sea,
Made a deal with man-kind.
To make a magic wishing fish,
So happiness they'd find.
So, when you find your wishing fish,
You will be sure to know.
That happiness is yours to hold,
To keep your heart aglow.

June 14, 1999

~~~ The Wishing Fish ~~~

When you're down and feeling blue,
Your luck has gone, deserted you;
Take your wishing fish into your hand,
Close to your heart, the feeling's grand,
Close your eyes, hold fishy tight,
And make a wish with all your might.
'Cos, If you believe in all that's true,
Your dreams will always come to you.

~~~ Fire Fairies ~~~

Have you seen the fire fairies?
In your camp fire late at night,
And if you did were you afraid,
And closed your eyes real tight.
But you didn't really know for sure,
If it was a fire fairy you'd seen,
Or was it not, or your not sure,
What it could have been.

I love sitting by my camp-fire,
To watch the flames jump up and down,
That's when I see my fire fairies,
Dancing all around.
One slowly races up a stick,
Then stops and looks at me,
Then it races back again,
As fast as it could be.

I've seen lots and lots of fire fairies,
In my camp-fires, you should know,
They are of every colour and size,
And their happy faces glow.
Fire-fairies always smile,
And bring happiness your way,
They will always be there with you,
At the end of every day.

So if you ever see one,
A, fire-fairy I mean,
Make sure you wear a smile,
'Cos, it isn't just a dream.
But if you just ignore them,
And, with the fire you play,
All the fire fairies
Will, just simply run away.

~~~ If I Were A Goblin ~~~

If I were a goblin,
Would you be my fairy queen?
Then we would go to places
That, you have never been.

There we could bake our fairy bread,
On our camp-fire every night.
And not be scared of all those eyes,
That make you jump with fright.

Those eyes are only fairies eyes
That come and play at dusk,
And the pixies too would visit you
With their gentle scent of musk.

They would teach you all their fairy songs,
As you dance around our fire.
While they play their flutes of dried reed shoots,
I'll strum softly on a lyre.

And our shadows from the silvery moon,
Would leave magick in the air.
And you would kiss a moonbeam, then,
You'd never have a care.

So! If I were a goblin,
Would you be my fairy queen?
Then we could see those magick things,
That, no-body else has seen.

February 1, 2000

~~~ Wouldn't It Be Wonderful ~~~

Wouldn't it be wonderful to live in days of old
Of shining knights in armour bright, brave and fear-less and bold.
And to watch them joust in tournaments and duel with sword and mace,
Then to sit in court and hear them talk of evil foes they face.
And how they saved a maiden fair from a wicked witches claw,
Or how they slew that dragon with, fire breathing from its jaw.
So wouldn't it be wonderful to live in days of old
Of shining knights in armour bright, brave and fear-less and bold.

Wouldn't it be wonderful to sail the seven seas,
And visit all those magick lands, those lands of fantasies.
Just to sail on down the Nile on a barge of silver and gold,
And listen to those stories that, never have been told.
Stories of the Pharaohs of their gods of love and war,
Secrets that's been hidden and never found before.
So wouldn't it be wonderful to sail the seven seas,
And visit all those magick lands, those lands of fantasies.

Wouldn't it be wonderful to fly up to the sky,
And see the things that birds can see, with an eagle eye.
To fly above and through the clouds and feel the breezes blow,
And to see the lightning from above instead of from below.
And maybe find that magick place where all the winds do meet,
And find out where those four winds go when they do retreat.
So wouldn't it be wonderful to fly up to the sky,
And see the things that birds can see, with an eagle eye

Wouldn't it be wonderful to see a pixie or an elf,
And to see the fairies I can't see, that hide upon my shelf.
Then watch them on a moonlit night at the clearing in the woods,
As they do, their fairy things, I'd join them if I could.
But fairies they are a secret folk, they'd run and hide from me,
So, I'd have to sit there quietly, as quiet as quiet could be.
Wouldn't if be wonderful to see a pixie or an elf,
And to see the fairies I can't see, that hide upon my shelf.

February 1, 2000

~~~ There is this Little Fairy ~~~

There is this little fairy that lives in our backyard,
And every night I see her…which isn't very hard.
'Cos, she's dancing on a moonbeam, when the moon is full,
On the mushrooms and the mosses and the big and small toadstools.

And her fairy friends they joined her in her fairy ring,
Then they dance around in circles and have fairy songs to sing.
They see me for a moment and, they quickly run away,
But I stop and held my breath real tight, then they all come back again.

There are pixies and there's goblins and elves and others too,
And there's butterflies and glow-worms all of different shades of hue.
And tiny mice to ride on and centipedes as well,
I was so excited; by they're magick fairy spell.

The fairies asked me to join in with their fairy friends,
And dance with them and sing their songs at a moonbeams end.
But I said that I was frighten, because I was too tall,
So the fairy waved her magick wand and made me very small.

I was the size of pixies and of elves and goblins too,
And I wore these funny coloured clothes and funny buckled shoes.
And I danced around the fairy ring and sang the fairy songs,
And rode on mice and butterflies all the whole night long.

Then they stopped to have some supper that was laid out on the ground,
There was catnip tea and lollypops and fairy cakes abound.
That night went on for ever, for ever it did seem,
Or! Was I in bed sound asleep and it really was a dream?

February 12, 2000

~~~ There's A Fairy ~~~

There's a fairy at the bottom of my garden,
And I see her dancing round inside her ring.
And I hear her sweet voice echo in the moonlight,
With the fairy songs, that she always sings.

It's songs of love and magick that she's singing,
That reminds me of the time when I was small.
And me mum and dad would tell me all those stories,
Of fairy folk and giants that were tall.

We had a fairy hiding in the curtains,
That came out only when we were asleep.
But I'd always keep, one eye partly open,
And the fairy didn't know that I would peep.

They would fly around and visit other fairies,
That were living in the chimney and the stove.
And the fire-fairies there they made our fire burn brightly,
That kept our rooms all warm and all aglow.

But I've grown now and people say I'm silly,
'Cos I still believe in all the fairy folk.
And when I tell them all about my stories,
Of fairies elves- they think it's just a joke.

I will, always believe in elves and fairies,
'Cos I see them mostly every single day.
And I pray to all my spirits in my heaven,
Not to let those fairies ever go away.

February 12, 2000

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