A Fairy For Harry (standard:poetry, 153 words)
Author: J P St. Jullian	Added: Jul 13 2002	Views/Reads: 3319/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
In the tradition of Gift of the Magi, sacrifice of one's own possessions brings lasting friendship.

A Fairy For Harry 

by J P St. Jullian 

When I was little and we were poor 

A rich kid named Harry lived next door. 

He was always well dressed but kind of fat, 

With shiny black shoes and a round black hat. 

Harry once told me over the back garden wall 

That he didn't believe in fairies at all! 

I knocked off his hat (his hair was so frilly); 

Because he said he thought fairies were silly. 

Then he showed me a watch of his very own; 

And his ring with a facing of china and bone, 

I only had a slingshot, an old home-made thing, 

But I traded with Harry for his bone china ring! 

A pretty neat kid, Harry turned out to be, 

But one thing about him always puzzled me. 

It seemed rather sad that this kid named Harry, 

Had never in his whole life, ever seen a fairy. 


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