THE SHIP OF PROMISES
.'. ' • (Original.) I saw a ship a-sailing, so Iran up to the wharf, And to my very big surprise, the captain was a dwarf. I said, "Oh, captain, where are you sailing to? - ; . With your-silken sails a-flapping, And your pixies for the crew?'' He answered: "Off to England, across the ocean blue, And then to Ireland I will sail, Where I'll collect the fairies' mail." "Will you bring me something nice from there?" . "Oh, perhaps a satin dress, or diamonds For your curly hair." "And that will be for me?" I asked, With both eyes' opened wide, "For you, provided you are good," The pixie crew replied. Then they set their silken sails and quickly sailed away, * And now I sit to watch for it sail home across the Bay. City. "Mischievous" (12).
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Evening Post, Volume CXXV, Issue 100, 30 April 1938, Page 20
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