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There's a little fairy who	A
Peeps from every dropp of dew	A
You can see him wink and shine	B
On the morning glory vine	B
Mischief in his eye of blue	A
There's another fairy that	C
Rides upon the smallest gnat	C
You can hear him tremolo	A
When the summer dusk falls slow	A
Circling just above your hat	C
And another one that sways	D
In the golden slanted rays	D
Of the sunlight where it floats	E
Prosy people call them motes	E
But they're fairies father says	F
But there's one that no one sees	G
Only maybe moths and bees	G
Who in lofts where knot holes are	H
On the thin light of a star	H
Slides through crannied crevices	I
You may hear him sigh and sing	J
Near a May fly's captured wing	J
In a spider web close by	K
See him with a moonbeam pry	K
Moonflowers open where they swing	J
Down the garden ways he goes	L
On a beetle's back and blows	L
Sullen music from a horn	M
Or you'll hear him when 't is morn	M
Buzzing bee like by a rose	L
And it's he who when 't is night	N
Twinkles with a firefly light	N
Shakes a katydid tambourine	O
Or amid the mossy green	O
Rasps his cricket fiddle tight	N
He it is who heaves the dome	P
Of the mushroom through the loam	P
Plumper than a baby's thumb	Q
Or who taps a tinder drum	Q
In the dead wood's honeycomb	P
He's that Robin Goodfell w	A
Or that Puck who long ago	A
Used to marshlight lead astray	R
People in old Shakespeare's day	R
That is father told me so	A
He's the one that in the Fall	A
Frisks the dead leaves round us all	A
Herds them drives them wildly past	S
Dancing with them just as fast	S
As a boy can throw a ball	A
Wonder what he looks like Asked	T
Father once He said he'd tasked	T
Mind and soul to find out but	U
It was harder than a nut	U
Just refused to be unmasked	T
Though he thought perhaps he might	N
Find out some time and delight	N
Telling me but well he knew	A
He was like my questions too	A
Teasing and confusing quite	N

Madison Julius Cawein

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