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[aid] => mick
[title] => Torn Wing
[time] => 2004-07-11 04:20:16
[hometext] => a poem about a brave fairy lad
[bodytext] => Torn wing From the land down under a story I will gladly relate The great story of Little Bub who was my good mate A brave tiny Aussie Fairy who was flying happily about Who got stuck fast in a spider web and couldn't get out He wriggled and heaved giving many a big bouncing fling Slowly he struggled free at last, hurt with a badly torn wing He fell a long way down to the ground with a loud thump The little fairy’s clothes dirty, Little Bub rolled up in a lump Lying there all breathless, not moving and giving a low moan He sat up and thought of how many miles from home he’d flown Brave Little Bub did not cry a single tear or give up hope He said to himself I will be so brave and learn how to cope Wiping the dirt from his face tidying his hair with a little comb And gently holding his sore wing he slowly headed for home Off down the bush track through the thick paper bark trees The sun slowly sinking in the west, he started shaking at the knees For night animals were moving around in the grass and bracken Darkness of night was coming but he never let his courage slacken And slowly hobbling down the dark track, gingerly picking his way Wondering if he would see his home and friends before the next day Then, eerie bobbing lights behind the trees, Oh! Oh! What could it be? Echoing from out of the dark bush a loud call came, Cooeee! Cooeee! It was Wattle, Blue and Jumbuck, each with a firefly lamp a-glowing Looking for him as he didn’t come home and fear for him growing Brave Little Bub a tear in his eye shouted gladly I’m here! I’m here! The three fairy rescuers saying we are so happy to find you safe my dear Kind Jumbuck then saw how badly he’d torn and hurt his sore wing Quickly opening a first aid box got some healing ointment and a wing sling Off home with Wattle and Blue for support, Jumbuck leading the way At home Little Bub was safe at last and the old Fairy doctor did gently say With a magic wand wave and a mystic spell you will be as good as new Waving his wand saying the magic words “zippidy do” I’ve healed you! There is only one small thing I can’t fix , in your left wing is a tiny rip So next time you fly, don't touch sticky spiders webs with your wing tip And now your name must be changed from Little Bub to Torn Wing The bravery of this Aussie fairy is now told in every magical fairy ring Well my dears this how Torn Wing got his name and was saved as well And For my Aussie Fairy Mate I got the honour of his brave story to tell. Written by 61grahamj [comments] => 3 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 5 [informant] => 61grahamj [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChildrensPoetry )
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