Stuff for fairies

In this fairy tale,

You follow me

Down this fairy trail. 

But we dilly dally, 

Then I say, “Let’s rally!” 

So off we float, 

And find a boat 

In a creek,

But you see a spider 

That makes you go “eek!” 

So we ditch that plan,

And meet up with Stan the man. 

He points a toe left.

But that’s where we came from! 

We feel bereft. 

Oh, to be a fairy!

Flying through nooks and crannies.

Repurposing thimbles.

Moving so so nimble.

We catch flight on bee’s wings,

Quickly learning that bees sting.

“Where are we going?” you ask. 

Well, 

This is a fairy tale.

Not fairy-ends-well.