Good Morning Fairyland (Somewhere In Fantsayland)
Good morning,
Welcome to our fairyland,
It is starting to expand.
Birds singing a happy song,
Glad to see the lively throng.
New residents daily arrive,
Coming here from the other
side.
More little houses built in a
row,
Each surrounded by mistletoe.
Inside the house a Mr. and Mrs.,
Walls decorated with hugs and
kisses.
This is a, forever land,
No more shifting of the sand,
Time, truely does stand still,
We have found Euthopiaville
poem by Heather Burns
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