A long poem or a short story?

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Izzy the fairy, asked Ciara her boss,  “Could I have a different job please?

This year I won’t be seen turning the trees green.”

Izzy was spinning sending fairy dust high in the air.

Hedgehogs were walking round and round

their spikes were curly as birds song sank to the ground

 

Izzy said. ‘I could fill the rain clouds up real slow or clean Cupid’s bow!”

Ciara tilted her head and said,  “I’ll need to sit for a bit, and find a job to fit.”

Izzy sat on a toadstool and flicked morning dew with her feet.

“Hoi stop that!” a rabbit shouted. “I don’t like getting wet. ”

“Well I don’t like funny bunnies,” she said.

 

A field mouse scurried by muttering, “Spring is late.”

Izzy asked, “Is there an exact date?”

She hid inside a postbox and sat on a  letter

Hoping she would feel better.

First she wriggled her nose

Then later twiddled her toes.

 

The wind carried her name past the silent trees,

Izzy flew with the sound on the strong breeze,

“Izzy,  you could be a Web cleaner!” Ciara said as Izzy groaned.

Ugh it’s a terrible job, I’ll get dirty’, Izzy moaned.

 

Ciara explained, “You see, although I thought and thought

all I came up with was a big fat naught.’

Ciara had an idea, “Rose the tooth fairy needs help for she is busy

And I wonder if it would suit you Izzy?!”

Izzy laughed. “I’m to be a tooth fairy!”

Clapping her hands she said, “Oh goody, can I start early?”

 

Izzy told everyone of her new important job.

The busy worm family looked interested when Izzy told them of her new line of work,

Luckily she didn’t hear one of the young ones ask, “What’s a tooth then? It sounds like it should be in a book!”

 

At dusk Izzy was waiting to go,

Rose warned, ‘tonight will not be long and slow’

For now I have someone to help speed up the night,

Everything will be alright.

.

They flew through the keyhole at the first door,

And  waited till they heard a light snore,

Then Rose plucked the tooth from beneath the child’s head

While Izzy carefully put the coin there instead

 

On the way out, Izzy saw a shining circle that was saying tick tock

Rose laughingly explained it was a clock

Father Time will not like to hear that he is no longer needed Izzy said,

Wondering how much longer it would be before she was back in bed

 

The childrens rooms were full of treasures Izzy wished she could do more than look,

Dolls, teddies, cars and games mixed with lots and lots of colouring books,

There was a large box with a shiny dark space,

So dark Izzy could see her face,

‘What does it do?” Izzy dared to ask,

Rose couldn’t stop with her task

“I don’t know! Oh Izzy we are missing a tooth, I don’t know if its big or small!

Only that it’s not there at all!’

“Maybe it didn’t fall out on time!” Izzy suggested with a smile.

Rose looked grumpy,  “Izzy we’ll have to come back in a while.”

 

The next night Izzy returned and stopped at the foot of Sara’s bed.

There was a lot of sniffling and then a gentle cough. Sara sat up straight and said,

“Who are you?”

Izzy a truthful fairy said. “Izzy!”

Sara giggled, “Whats an Izzy?  Sounds like Fizzy! ”

Izzy was at a loss,

without her boss.

 

Her problem of how to help Sara sleep,

made Izzy  think long and deep,

Her eyes were big and round as she watched and listened without a sound.

As Sara drew funny looking houses, dancing spoons, smiling suns and moons.

When Sara fell asleep Izzy took a peep.

There beneath the pillow was a tiny tooth they missed,

Izzy took the tooth and put  the coin in its place, ‘that’s another one off Rose’s list,

 

The next night Izzy visited Sara to play

To her surprise she heard Sara say,

‘George our horse looks like he is made of wobbling jellies,

I’ve given him a big funny grin and he is wearing wellies.

Sara finished him, giving him a spikey mane and a fuzzy tail.

Izzy smiled “He looks like fun, why not give him a quick run!”

Taking a tiny bit of Izzy dust she threw it over him,

He left with a wink saying ‘Call me Jim’

 

Some time later they heard a familiar call. “Iiiiizzzzzzzzyyyyy”

“Ooopps got to go and look busy’

Ciara was looking slightly mad,

“Jim says you made him. Izzy what ever have you been up to?”

“I told you!” Jim said. Ciara waved a finger at him and said ‘Shoo!’

With a toss of his mane and a flick of his tail he left saying boo hoo.

 

Ciara frowned.  ‘Izzy I feel you need, something with action and speed

Izzy crossed her fingers hoping for something nice,

Perhaps I’ll be looking after the three blind mice,

Ciara said, “ The sky is looking dark and dreary,

I need you to make it look far more cheery.”

Izzy was grinning at these words clapping her hands with glee,

Ciara said, ‘But every day I will stop by to check you have kept your promise to me.’

 

So If you peep up at the sky and see so many flying sheep or wobbly horses you feel dizzy

Remember to say thanks to the tiny fairy called Izzy!

 

 

 

 

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