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Fairy Juice

By Buzby

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When I drift off to fantasy landI want you there with me,I want to share with you the magichelp you see the things I see.Come with me to rainbow’s end,where lies a pot of gold.Come take my hand, and let me giveyou dreams that you can hold.And when the fairies gatherin the field beyond the stream,I want you there to see it,so you’ll know it’s not a dream.There is magic all around usyou can feel it in the air,there is magic in each momentand each tender kiss we share.So sit with me on a toadstool,drink fairy juice with me,from cups made out of tiny shellsthat were gathered by the sea.We’ll watch the elfin dance,and hear the butterflies sing,we’ll see the unicorns rearingamidst fairy bells that ring.We’ll visit the gingerbread housewhere sugar flowers grow,and I’ll take you to the clearingwhere the river of youthfulness flows.I’ll show you the magic towerwhere Rapunzel’s tresses hung.I’ll show you the enchanted woodwhere enchanted songs are sung.And by Sleeping Beauty’s towerall overgrown with vine,hold me in your arms,and say that you are mine.Come share the fairy tale with me,come take me by the hand,enjoy this magical journeythrough the fairies’ wonderland.And if you wake without me near,don’t fear it was a dream;I’ll be meeting with the fairies,in the field beyond the stream. Written October 6th, 2001 © on Oct 06 2001 03:59 AM PST   0 • 12 • 8

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"When I drift off to fantasy landI want you there with me,I want to share with you the magichelp you see the things I see.Come with me to rainbow’s end,where lies a pot of gold.Come take my hand, and let me giveyou dreams that you can hold.And when the fairies gatherin the field beyond the stream,I want you there to see it,so you’ll know it’s not a dream.There is magic all around usyou can feel it in the air,there is magic in each momentand each tender kiss we share.So sit with me on a toadstool,drink fairy juice with me,from cups made out of tiny shellsthat were gathered by the sea.We’ll watch the elfin dance,and hear the butterflies sing,we’ll see the unicorns rearingamidst fairy bells that ring.We’ll visit the gingerbread housewhere sugar flowers grow,and I’ll take you to the clearingwhere the river of youthfulness flows.I’ll show you the magic towerwhere Rapunzel’s tresses hung.I’ll show you the enchanted woodwhere enchanted songs are sung.And by Sleeping Beauty’s towerall overgrown with vine,hold me in your arms,and say that you are mine.Come share the fairy tale with me,come take me by the hand,enjoy this magical journeythrough the fairies’ wonderland.And if you wake without me near,don’t fear it was a dream;I’ll be meeting with the fairies,in the field beyond the stream...."

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