As I walked through the wood one day,
I came across the most brilliant sight!
'Twas an elegant little fairy queen,
Dancing on the leaves.

Her feet, they were like thistle bristles,
So tiny and fragile.
Her limbs were like twigs,
Delicate as can be.

Yet her perfect little steps,
In tune with the songs of the forest,
Had a power and a magic untold.
She was the fairy queen,
and that alone she would hold.