I STOOD against the window
And looked between the bars,
And there were strings of fairies
I think mice
Are rather nice.
There tails are long,
A FAIRY went a-marketing
She bought a little fish;
She put it in a crystal bowl
The best game the fairies play,
The best game of all,
Is sliding down steeples—
THERE are fairies at the bottom of our garden!
It's not so very, very far away;
You pass the gardner's shed and you just keep straight ahead -
I do so hope they've really come to stay.
WOULDN'T it be lovely if the rain came down
Till the water was quite high over all the town?
If the cabs and buses all were set afloat,
And we had to go to school in a little boat?
I STOOD beneath the apple-tree,
The apples were so good to see ;
Very high above my head
I saw them shining round and red.
' I AM asked to the ball to-night, to-night ;
What shall I wear, for I must look right ? '
' Search in the fields for a lady-smock ;
Where could you find you a prettier frock ? '
You may be very ugly and freckledy and
And have a little stubby nose that's not a
You know the smoke from chimneys-
It often isn't smoke,
It's nothing but the fairies
Having such a joke.