Can I tell you a story?

Can I tell you a story?A floppy, flimsy story. 

Of a fairy who mopped, 

the carrot-topped hill.

Dirt, dirt, so much it is.

Yet the dirt only shifted,

never left. 

Can I tell you a story? 

A silly kind of story.

Of a jinn in its bottle

swarming eagerly the opening.

Waiting patiently for an exit 

yet held all the magic of the world.

It did.

Can I tell you a tale?

A bearded tale of gentry

who bid adieu to his lady

too cowardly to sing 

My lady. 

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