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Queen » The Fairy Feller's Master-Stroke |
He's a fairy feller.. the fairy folk have gathered, round the new moon's shine To see the feller crack a nut, at night's noon time to swing his axe he swears, as he climbs he dares To deliver the master stroke, ploughman wagoner will' and types Politician with senatorial pipe, He's a dilly dally oh Pedagogue squinting wears a frown, and a satyr peers under lady's gown He's a dirty fellow, What a dirty laddie, oh Tatterdemalion and the junketer, there's a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter He's my hero ah, Fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend, the nymph in yellow (can we see the master stroke) What a quaere fellow
Soldier sailor tinker tailor ploughboy, waiting to hear the sound And the arch magician presides, he is the leader Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan Mab is the queen and there's a good apothecary man Come to say hello, fairy dandy tickling the fancy Of his lady friend, the nymph in yellow What a quaere fellow The ostler stares with hands on his knees, come on mister feller Crack it open if you please
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