Children born of fairy stock
Never need for shirt or frock,
Never want for food or fire,
Always get their hearts desire:
Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when they’re seven years old,
Every fairy child may keep
Two strong ponies and ten sheep;
All have houses each his own,
Built of brick or granite stone;
They live on cherries, they run wild-
I’d love to be a fairy’s child.
