Dead Lily

"Dead Lily"

She wore a scarf of red and black checkers,
Her wings flapped blue and green colours,
The fairy name Lily, flitted and fluttered,
Round & round the merry-go-round,
she started spinning and sputtering,
along a deep cobbled path of stone and wrath,
conscripted for an embassy of symbolic trash,

Lily was silly and had a ignorant reeling,
towards the love of her friend,
who was infatuated with her in a state of death,
this knowledge was leaked to the Fairy
by a trader named Drenan,
who copied the mimes, and stole the bee's hives,
who sang pitiful verses of trembling convergence,
and Drenan fell down a stairwell, and died on a April 1st.

The poor fairy fell silly,
down a pathway of milet,
covered in seeds, encountering coral weeds,
seaping and fellating,
lilypad sucking up the poor Fairy,
named Lily who knew not her fate.

She was a foolish fluttered fairy,
with a deadend and a future thats blurry,
humble to her peers,
yet unable to make things clear.

Fairwell dear Lily,
for the Lilypad murdered you on sunday.
Happily married, your infatuated friend Mildred,
who murdered King Arthur of Wales,
and happily ever after this was.

Neverending thus.
and so Lily was gobbled up by the lilypad.