Winter Outfit©Myrea Pettit
A Fairy's Winter Outfit
When Lady Autumns’ golden rays
Begin to say adieu
A fairy with a fashion sense
Must think of something new
Silken sleeves and petal skirts
Possess a certain flair
But won’t pass fairy muster
In the frost and chilly air
Bunny’s fur and spider’s web
Were popular last year
But much too hard to harvest
And the weaving I can’t bear
The fuzzies from the goose’s wing
Are easy to accrue
I'm always very nice to them
They let me sift right through
The friendly flocks flew south before
I made my bold request
The thought of wearing hand-me-downs
Put my senses to the test
I pondered my dilemma
While strolling through the glade
And spied a natural haute couture
That seemed most ready-made
Such smooth and downy elegance
With moonlight's silver sheen
This fabric throughout fairyland
On me just MUST be seen!
For me to make a statement
I knew I could not share
I’d need garments and accessories
And style beyond compare
My fairy sweet acquired for me
This robe of winter’s bloom
By picking all the plush supply
Of dandelion’s plume
I donned my soft and fluffy gown
And strutted with such pride
Grinned at my fairy sisters
Whose eyes beamed open wide!
Winter fashion’s highest prize
Would be mine this day…
But then a mighty gust of wind
Blew all my my clothes away.
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Theo van Joolen©2010
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Begin to say adieu
A fairy with a fashion sense
Must think of something new
Silken sleeves and petal skirts
Possess a certain flair
But won’t pass fairy muster
In the frost and chilly air
Bunny’s fur and spider’s web
Were popular last year
But much too hard to harvest
And the weaving I can’t bear
The fuzzies from the goose’s wing
Are easy to accrue
I'm always very nice to them
They let me sift right through
The friendly flocks flew south before
I made my bold request
The thought of wearing hand-me-downs
Put my senses to the test
I pondered my dilemma
While strolling through the glade
And spied a natural haute couture
That seemed most ready-made
Such smooth and downy elegance
With moonlight's silver sheen
This fabric throughout fairyland
On me just MUST be seen!
For me to make a statement
I knew I could not share
I’d need garments and accessories
And style beyond compare
My fairy sweet acquired for me
This robe of winter’s bloom
By picking all the plush supply
Of dandelion’s plume
I donned my soft and fluffy gown
And strutted with such pride
Grinned at my fairy sisters
Whose eyes beamed open wide!
Winter fashion’s highest prize
Would be mine this day…
But then a mighty gust of wind
Blew all my my clothes away.
***
Theo van Joolen©2010
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A Genuine New York Fashion Fairy