Fairy

She was a living doll

The rainbow in one eye

And the other

Bluer than the bluest sky

This fairy took a stroll among the strawberries

To have some breakfast with the fellow fairies

“Some rose petal stew

And a drop of morning dew

That'll do,"

She contemplated

Slightly irritated

About her frustration

Towards creation

Being ethereal

Could drive her hysterical

Particularly since she has a physical

Appetite

Then this punk came by

And she said, "Hi"

His neon hair stood upright

And shades hid his eyes against the light

The pins piercing his skin

Expressed the state he was in

But something was very alive in his pants

And he took it out with both hands

"I'll fuck you, fairy," he said

"Right here in the fucking strawberry bed

Lick my dick!" he insisted

Her ethereal mind was totally twisted

Right out of her head

"Oh, good golly, I'm getting rather wet

But is this all I'm gonna get?

Hardly more than a drop of morning dew!

I didn't really come, how about you?"

But the punk was on his way

And in the fairy forest the fairy had to stay

And like many of us, with herself she had to play

For the remainder of this exciting, wonderful, ahh, this very day