Felicity is a fairy
Who happens to be
Not just a fairy
But a princess you see
She often goes walking
In the garden alone
Except for the presence
Of an Deva or Gnome
This stroll is quite special
The stars are so bright
She wears her red dress
Which sparkles at night.
Night feels like rapture
Her wings are stretched out
Her arms up to capture
Flowers scent round about
She’ll be crowned queen fairy
In a year and a day
When all other fairies
Will abide what she´ll say
She grants all your wishes
The big and the small
A princess and fairy
With Magic for all!
