"I have a secret,"
Says the lovely blue bell.
"Only the pure of heart
Can I tell.
So listen closely
To what I say
Or my secret must wait
For another day.
I ring only
When fairies abound,
To summon them
To their woodland town
To feast,
To play,
To celebrate
The coming day."
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