Daisies and Roses.

The Daisies in my front garden,
are gossiping yet again.
They ask and give no pardon,
and are driving me insane.

Telling tales About the Roses
helps them pass the time.
I’ll pick them to make posies;
it will surely be no crime.

The Roses they are blushing,
they’ve turned a pinkie red.
Their words are quite crushing.
I think I’ll put them all to bed.

The Daisies must stop talking;
it is time for them to be quiet.
I’ll give the lawn a chalking,
that will cause a riot.

Now the Roses and the Daisies,
are all tucked up in bed.
My thoughts are now quite hazy,
I’m glad no blood has been shed.

How I found the Fairies.

In the woods at the back of my old house,

Fairies abound say my large family Mouse.

I somehow did not think that this was true.

But one of the Fairies was dressed all in blue.

Early in the morning by the first light of day,

To the green woods we were all on our way.

I saw the Fairies painting some flowers.

There appeared one of April’s showers.

The Fairies did not get wet at all you know.

They turned the raindrops into white snow.

Toadstools they painted and mushrooms.

They sloshed on paint with backyard brooms.

Then the Fairies saw all my mice and me.

They quickly vanished behind a large tree.

My mice and I we all remained quite still.

Just to show the Fairies our good will.

Shyly they came and spoke to the Mice.

My Mice told them that I was quite nice.

The Fairies asked me to stay for the day.

I said I would if I wasn’t in their way.

The Fairies all painted right up until noon.

Then off they went to paint the new moon.

They took me with them I was so pleased.

All went well until I accidentally sneezed.

The Fairies and my Mice are all gone.

On my white pillow the Sun just shone.

I was so upset I stayed in my bed all of the day.

Hoping that the Fairies would again come my way.

Five Silly Leprechauns.

The other morning I went for my usual walk in the woods or should I say Fairyland. The sun is shining there is not a cloud in the sky. I saw the usual wild life that roams the woods looking for something to eat. I walk very quietly when I am in the woods and see many of the shy wild animals. Walking along a little trod path I heard what I thought was the tinkling of coins being thrown into a pot. The noise got slowly louder and as I stepped past a large oak tree I saw five Leprechauns sitting in a circle. Each had an iron pot in front of him and one after the other they took a gold coin from a leather bag that hung around their necks. As they tossed the gold coins into their pots they counted out loud.

Each had thirty coins in the pots, upon seeing me they called out that this was a private counting session and I should clear off or they would attack me with their shillelaghs. I laughed out loud at their threats and continued my walk toward the circle. Thirty-one, thirty-two, they carried on throwing the gold coins into the pots. I could not help but ask them why they were throwing the coins into the pots. The answer came that the Leprechaun with the most coins should give the others each a coin because he was the winner.

Shaking my head at such behaviour I carried on walking, when from out of the blue sky a flash of lightning struck right in the middle of the iron pots. The Leprechauns jumped away in fear but it was too late the lightning had melted the pots with the gold coins into one mass of metal. What are we to do asked one of the leprechauns, I have lost all of the gold coins that I have over the years collected for my old age, it is now just molten metal and is worthless to me. The other Leprechauns spoke in the same way it was for them a hard blow. I walked back towards them and asked why they had played such a stupid game with their gold coins? “To pass the time came a sheepish answer from one of them”. I thought for a few minutes then I told them that if they were lucky perhaps the Fairy Queen, Queen Feeana could help them. Telling them to sit quietly and think about what had just happened I walked away.

Her Majesty appeared before me in her usual flash of light and small whiff of smoke. “You have been thinking of me,” she said. I told Her Majesty about the Leprechauns and their counting of the gold coins. Her Majesty smiled and said, “I think it is time that the Leprechauns were taught a lesson”. Going towards the spot where I had left the lamenting Leprechauns, they were still sitting moaning about the loss of their riches. Her Majesty looked at the Leprechauns and asked them why they played such silly games here in Fairyland. In Fairyland gold was practically worthless and had little or no meaning for the fairies. Looking even more sheepish at Her Majesty one of them plucked up the courage to ask Her Majesty whether she could help them. Her Majesty smiled and said, “ I will help you but it will cost you the five cooking pots and from each one of you I will take one gold coin”. They all spoke at once saying that it was not fair to take the cooking pots, Her Majesty could have five gold coins from each one of them. Her Majesty Queen Feeana turned her back on the Leprechauns and started to walk away. “You can have the gold coin from each one of us.” they hurriedly called. Turning again Her Majesty asked them if they were sure that she could have the piece of gold from each one of them. “Yes Your Majesty you may have the gold but why do you want the cooking pots”? “That is my secret smiled her Majesty once again. Taking her magic wand from the sleeve of her dress she waved it at the molten metal and sure enough the gold coins reappeared from the molten metal. The iron from the pots was still one molten mess of metal. “Take your gold coins and leave Fairyland,” said Her Majesty. The leprechauns counted out the exact coins that were now in a small pile on the ground. Each left a gold coin on the ground and then they hurried away from Fairyland. “Your Majesty,” I said why the iron pots you could have had more gold”? Still smiling Her Majesty said the gold was of no use to the peoples of Fairyland it was only the humans and the Leprechauns that needed the metal. The molten iron Her Majesty now waved her magic wand a second time. Five iron pots appeared and these were placed at the edges to fairyland to warn silly Leprechauns that gold was not wanted in Fairyland and that they should if they wanted to count their gold go somewhere else. The gold coins from the Leprechauns Her Majesty gave to me and asked me to give them to any one that was in need. This I have done, now no Leprechaun goes to Fairland to count gold coins, This little story went all over Fairyland and now I have put it so the whole world will know about it.

Fairy Settlement.

The way is hard and my feet are sore from the stony path. For the twentieth time I asked myself what am I trying to prove? This is not necessary I told myself once more. Probably another wild goose chase as the saying goes. I am now very high up in the Austrian mountains my fore head is covered with a damp perspiration. The snow will soon be under my feet as I climb higher and higher. I read in an ancient book that on top of this particular mountain there was a very old Fairy settlement that has been long since abandoned. As the weather changed the Fairies moved away into the more fertile valleys.

Slowly I climbed on until I reached an area that was covered in deep snow. One step after the other I made my way slowly across the snow. Then it happened. I felt myself falling through the snow I had broken through the covering of snow and I fell or better still I slid down a chute similar to what one finds at a fun fair. At the bottom I landed in a deep pile of snow that had previously fallen into this hole. I had on my back a large rucksack filled with things that I thought I might need. Among them a large torch that gave off a powerful light.

I soon found the torch and switched on the light. I had a few reserve batteries with me so I knew that I would be able to see myself around in this what seemed to be a very large cave. The walls of the cave were covered with pictures of animals and men hunting them. Wandering around the cave I could see that at one time it had been lived in but there was nothing to suggest that Fairies had lived here. I had covered most of the cave when I saw a small opening. Shining my torch into the opening I saw another cave this was even bigger than the first.

I took off my rucksack and pushing it in front of me I went through the opening. This cave was different there were ruins of small houses all over the floor of the cave. These were no human dwellings much too small. I had found one of the old Fairy caves where they stayed in the long winter months. In the middle of the cave was a deep well and I dropped a small stone into it and after a few moments I heard a loud splash as the stone hit the water in the well.

With my rucksack on my back I inspected the cave, at the far end there was another opening. Crawling through this opening I saw that here someone had been digging into the walls of the cave. Shining my torch around the walls of the cave I noticed the yellow grains of gold that were embedded in the rocky walls. I had it seems found one of the old Fairy gold mines. Picking up a large stone I struck the wall and knocked off a piece of the rock. The grains of gold could be clearly seen and it was a mine very rich in gold.

After hitting and knocking the piece of stone from the wall of the cave there was a bright blue flash and a small puff of smoke. Her Majesty Queen Feeana was with me in the mine. Her Majesty did not seem to be surprised at seeing me she smiled and said, “You have found one of our best kept secrets. This is where we get our magic gold from.” “No one has been here for years.” I told Her Majesty that I was not interested in the gold I came to look for the old Fairy caves that I had read about in the old book. It was pure chance that I had come across the opening that led into the mine.

Pointing her magic wand at one of the walls Her Majesty spoke in the old language and in front of my feet was a piece of gold. “Put that in your rucksack,” she told me and then with another wave of her wand we were both back in Fairyland on Dartford Heath. The piece of gold I use as a paperweight and it is on my table for all to see. No one would recognise it as gold because I have painted it black and it now looks like a piece of coal.

One day I might give it to Shamus my Leprechaun friend and see what delicate instrument he would make of it. Shamus is a very skilled worker in metal and I am sure that he would put the gold to good use after all it is magic gold it would be silly to melt it down and give it to a goldsmith. I often wonder whether the hotel missed me as I did not go back there another mystery of which there are so many in the mountain regions.

Fairy Removals.

The Fairies want me to move away from my old house,

this does not suit me, or my rather large family Mouse.

I should buy a new house on the south coast of Kent?

we all went there for a holiday once; it was time well spent.

Fairyland they said could become a part of the seashore,

With the Mermaids the Fairies could play that’s for sure.

The Leprechauns I am happy to say they all want to stay,

they did not have a chance with the Mermaids to play.

Leprechauns we know do not like getting themselves wet,

I myself would definitely not want to keep a fish for a pet.

Moving all my furniture and goods down to the seashore,

Would make me unhappy and life would be one big bore.

I went to her Majesty the Fairy Queen for some advice,

to move away she said would definitely not be very nice.

each Fairy was given a large pile of used clothing to mend.

Her Majesty called a meeting all the little folk were to attend,

The Royal Queen said they had too much time on their hands,

mending the old clothes would take their minds off the sands.

Myself I was delighted I did not want to leave my old home,

I am really getting too old along the far seashore to roam.

I told the Fairies if they did a good job of mending the clothes,

I would take them all to the seashore and give each a red rose.

The Fairies are all now very happily telling each other of the sea,

My Mice and I, we all went off home to have a large pot of sweet tea.

One week later I took them all in my bus to the seashore in Kent.

Where all were excited and happy and the time was well spent.

Fairies and Cities.

Her Majesty, Royal Highness the Fairy Queen,

is much astonished at the cities I have seen.

I have told her about old Singapore,

a city of the rich and of the very poor.

Canberra in Australia a quaint little city,

Is so far away which is a great pity.

Rio de Janeiro down South America way,

is a city where people just love to play.

New York on the east coast of the USA,

is too big and noisy I am sorry to say.

Berlin she visited only last spring,

She was impressed with almost everything.

Vienna she enjoyed a wonderful city of dance,

as I described it her eyes were in a trance.

Paris she has visited; a city quite old,

it was one winter and it was very cold.

London she said was much too formal,

I told her for the British that, that was normal.

I spoke about cities both near and far,

of broad wide roads paved with tar.

Of gardens, museums, churches large and small,

and of as many cities that I could recall.

Her Majesty then called a royal meeting,

I was asked to speak the formal greeting.

All the little folk came in one's and two's,

they were all eager to hear the Royal News.

Now all of the little folk want to go abroad,

to visit my cities of their own accord.

I was asked to be their special guide,

an honour that fills me with pride.

We will not travel by ship or fly in a plane,

Magic will transport us down my memory lane.

I will open my mind to one and all,

At each and every city we will call.

This will probably take some time,

I will tell you about it in my next rhyme.

Part two of Fairies and Cities.

The fairies are impressed by all the cities I have seen.

I was told in confidence by Her Majesty the Fairy Queen.

In Canberra they found it rather too hot you know,

although the Blue Mountains are covered in snow.

In Rio de Janeiro they had some real good fun,

Me myself I got badly burned by the midday sun.

In Paris they learned about the Gallery Louvre,

Mona Lisa's smile got them all in the groove.

Peking and the rather long Chinese wall,

reminded them of poor Humpty Dumpty's great fall.

They used a lot of magic in Singapore,

to help all the weak and the many poor.

While visiting New York in the USA,

most of the People had no time to play.

Vienna with its music from Mozart and Strauss,

I know would have pleased my little family mouse.

London is old and has bridges and a tower,

but the Queen it seems has no real power.

The charm of Germany's old city of Berlin,

Where under the Linden Trees we all drank pink Gin,

the fairies want to go back there again,

Either that or I must take them to Spain.

I opened my mind to all the fairies in my house,

and as special guests I invited my family mouse.

The Fairies know all my secrets right from my birth,

some that are very happy cause them great mirth.

The Fairy Queen thought it was time to make an end,

It was not right all my secrets for them to rend.

Now they all know only about the big cities,

that and a few of my off shore ditties.

It was pleasant strolling down my memory lane,

and one day soon we will all do it again.

Fairy Dance.

It happened right in the middle of a fairy dance. The heavens became over clouded and the moonlight was no longer available to lighten the festivities. Suddenly it poured down with rain, large drops coming in from the west. The fairies took cover under the trees and the poor musicians hampered by their music instruments got wet. This was no normal storm; magic had been used to create these large drops of rain. Who would dare to interrupt a fairy dance? It must be someone very powerful to openly interfere in a fairy dance.

The raindrops turned to snow flakes big snowflakes. Then Her Majesty, Queen Feeana appeared and with one wave of her magic wand, the snowflakes turned into rose petals. The evening was saved and the fairies carried on with their dancing. In Fairyland, the smell of rose petals was so lovely that the fairies asked her Majesty if it would be possible to have rose petals all summer. Her Majesty agreed and now all summer long there are sweet smells of roses all over Fairyland.

The dance ended without any more upsets and the fairies all went off to their respective homes. I myself wandered around looking for evidence that a sorcerer or Wizard had been present to cause the rain and snow. I found nothing and then went on home to my bed. During the night, I had a dream. A Wizard was in fairyland disguised as a tree. In the morning, I took with me a very sharp axe into the woods and went direct to where the dance had been held.

On arrival at the dance floor, I looked carefully at the trees. One of them just had to be a Wizard and I was determined to find out which tree it was. After a while, I noticed that on one tree the leaves did not move with the slight breeze that blew through fairyland. This is the tree I thought to myself. Going to the tree, I raised my axe, and with a slicing motion, I hit the tree trunk at its base with the blade of my sharp axe.

The tree changed into a man and he screamed loudly that I had broken his leg with the blow from my axe.

I bound the man’s leg with a bandage and a wooden splint and decided to call Her Majesty Queen Feeana. A bright flash and a small puff of smoke and her Majesty stood with us in the clearing. I explained what I had done and Her Majesty asked the Wizard why he had spoiled the dance on the previous evening. The Wizard stammered a few words but I think that his leg hurt him so much that he could not really speak. I asked her Majesty to heal his leg after all; I was responsible for hurting him in this way.

Her Majesty took out her magic wand and spoke in the old language and the man’s leg healed completely. Then he told us this story, He was going through the world looking for knowledge and he had met up with Magoricus a most powerful sorcerer. We had often had trouble with Magoricus and Her Majesty had put him in his place many a time. Magoricus had used this Wizard to try to upset the fairies. It was his idea that the Wizard turn himself into a tree and use magic to make it storm and then snow, anything to upset the fairy dancing. In return, he had promised the Wizard a piece of magic gold which one needed to produce real magic. The promise of magic gold had tempted the Wizard and he had agreed to spoil the fairy dancing.

Her Majesty Queen Feeanna then took a piece of magic gold from her pocket and giving it to the man she asked him to promise never again to interfere with the fairy world. If he broke this promise the magic gold would turn bad and he would live in a nightmare all of his life. The man promised and left us in the clearing. We never saw him again and the next fairy dances went well without any interruptions.

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