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Down by the river in the middle of the park
Fairies have been dancing, thought it has been dark.
Little folk, light folk, weaving out and in;
They look so pretty as they kick each other on the shin.
Tripping here, tripping there, doing this and that:
Tripping other fairies up and making them fall flat.
Merry folk, gay folk, dressed in greens and reds,
Breaking fairy bottles over other fairies’ heads.
Dancing up, dancing down, singing to themselves:
Singing all the army songs they know about the elves.
So, if you go into the park and down by the river,
Watch out for the fairies - they're enough to make you shiver!
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