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I’D Love To Be A Fairy’s Child
Children born of fairy stock
Never need for shirt or frock,
Never want for food or fire,
Always get their hearts desire:
Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when they’re seven years old.
Every fairy child may keep
Two ponies and ten sheep;
All have houses, each his own,
Built of brick or granite stone;
They live on cherries, they run wild–
I’d love to be a Fairy’s child.
By Robert Graves
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Text and image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=pfbid02tpu7qkwH4bVL6WipX7jUZKYdKTVCruqbbq1bZ45crcEVFs4mU9majsDDZGddYndAl&id=100067659188727&mibextid=Nif5oz
Beautiful 😍
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