The Xmas Fairy

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    The Xmas Fairy

     

    The Xmas Fairy

     

     

    I sometimes sit and wonder

    Why folks seldom think of me

    Cos I’m just a Xmas Fairy

    To stand atop the Xmas tree

    I’m looking all around me

    At the different array of lights

    Hanging by the Xmas cards

    But they’re turned off at nights

    So I just stand here daily

    With baubles all around

    Present piled beneath me

    And the Xmas Carols sound

    The Children all adore me

    Especially the little Girls

    They like my fashionable Fairy Dress

    My pretty face and hair with curls

    I sometimes think of why I stand

    Precariously propped up high

    Maybe away from the owners dog

    That occasionally walks by

    But nobody ever speaks to me

    Not even Santa on Xmas Eve

    He just walks in with bulging sack

    Which under the tree He’ll leave

    Then Xmas Day I’ll stand and watch

    As the presents are opened wide

    By excited Children & parents

    To see just what’s inside

    And later on the Family meal

    Turkey and Tinsel so they say

    Accompanied of course by Xmas Pudding’

    And Mince pies on this Special Day

    I nearly forgot the glasses of wine

    Supplied by the genial Host

    And during the meal the glasses are raised

    And “ A Happy Xmas Everyone” is the toast

    With all the activity going on

    Nobody seems to think of me

    For I’m just a lonely little  Xmas Fairy

    Stuck on top of the Xmas Tree

     

     

    Dennis Shrubshall 15th December 2012

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    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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