What a dreary world it would be
If there was no tales of Fantasy!
No Mister Rabbit, no Mister Mouse,
No Fairy Princess, Queen or King,
No handsome Prince, no magic ring,
No gay Frog, no grumpy Toad
Who in dark ponds has his abode.
No castle turrets on a hill,
No fierce Dragon in dungeon chill;
No fairy ring in meadow green,
No gnomes, no Elvins, to be seen;
These would be missed should this come true,
By all children, and grown-ups, too.
Phyllis Jermy Deceased - my Grandmother
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I would like to translate this poem