I SPY A PIXIE

I, spy a Pixie
Sitting,
Upon a rock,
Looking, oh so very pretty.

I, spy a Pixie
Wonder if she's up,
To her old tricksie?

I, spy a Pixie
Better had hide,
Before she goes and picks me!

I, spy a Pixie
Sitting still now,
But often, oh so frisky.

I, spy a Pixie
Oh dear run!
She's coming this way now!

I, spy a Pixie
A Pixie, I spy.
I, spy a Pixie,
A Pixie, I spy.
To the Pixie,
I, wave goodbye!

by David Alan Martin