Work Text:
The Fairy Queen
by sablerose2
The Fairy queen is a pretty little thing
She dances in the sky on gossamer wings
She dresses in the petals of the wild sweet
rose
Her voice is pour as a crystal brook that
flows through the meadows
Eye as green as the first leaves of spring
Skin as golden like honey from the hive
Hair as white as a cold winters night
Lips as red as the wild raspberry's
Upon her head rest the golden crown
Dew drops and sun beams shine
Like jewels when morning first arrives
Holding court for all to see
The beautiful Queen of the wild fairy's
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