In a garden, green and lush,
in the shade of a flowering bush,
the goblin takes a nap.
On top of a rose,
stretched out in a pose,
the fairy rests in her lover’s lap.
Up in a tree, high above,
a songbird declares his eternal love
to his female counterpart.
And on a yellow wooden bench
sits a young man and his wench;
Me, and the Man of my heart.
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