When Fairies Have a Picnic
When fairies have a picnic they always tidy up;
It would be a disgraceful thing to leave a broken cup.
They roll up bits of paper, and hide the orange-skin,
And find a most convenient hole to put the rubbish in!
When fairies have a picnic they see the fire is out,
For fear that Brother Wind may come and scatter it about.
They leave a pile of brushwood, as that is nice and dry,
For other picnic people who are certain to pass by!
When fairies have a picnic they never break the trees,
They smooth the grass and daisy-buds as gently as you please,
And packing up their baskets they softly steal away,
And leave the place all beautiful for some one else to play!