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THE CHRISTMAS FAIRY THAT CRIEDSmiling faces beaming exited and filled with glee That time of the year has come to put up the Christmas tree Where has she gone oh where can she be the little golden fairy The one I'm looking for the one I just can't see. Every thing's out of the Christmas box where is the fairy with the golden locks Hush what's that noise coming from under the lid top Weeping and crying and just can not stop Tears rolling down those pretty pink cheeks swallowing hard and trying to speak I pick her up stand her on the palm of my hand She looks up at me and shouts it's all your fault you silly man Oh silly fool you have gone and broken the fairies rule With your blundering ways you snapped my golden wand in two. Searching every cupboard opening every door Ah now I remember it's over there in that draw The stuff that can fix anything and make it brand new That wonderful stuff called super glue. Bonds in seconds that's what the back of the bottle says I have held these two pieces together for ever and a day I'm getting bored held it way to long what a to do The only thing that's stuck is my fingers stupid super glue. She stands at the top of the tree in pride of place Looking down a contented smile beaming out from her face Where all around are toys, baubles, sugar candy cane, bells and twinkling lights Making sparkling eyes and joyful smiles with pure yuletide delight. All was not lost it was not to late this clumsy fool fixed it with sticky tape. Derrick David Henderson 12/December/03 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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