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With the aid of the breeze, they float with ease,
Wriggling, giggling, whisp'ring absurdities,
dandelion seeds breaking their puffs when the wind is rough,
sighing and flying, leaving home and fluff.

Look close and you'll spy, unseen by lesser eyes
that inspect and dissect, scrutinize and analyze,
little faces, little feet, tiny shoes, polished neat.
Let us tarry with the faeries mid the flowers sweet.

But watch and be warned: be gone before morn,
lest enraptured you be captured and away be borne
to be kept as a pet by the lovely Faery Queen,
moddled and coddled and fed berries and cream.