Trolloping down the road!
He’s trolloping down the road
A skipping, whistling, prancing, stepping
Trolloping down the road
If ever there was a fairy, that was
Whistling, skipping, humming a buzz
He trollops, trollops, trollops, trollops
Trollops over the yellow bridge he does
He whistles, side steps, and he two steps
Carrying a tisket, doing a tasket
All the while prancing, singing, and sprinkling
His magic green mist into the air
He’s off to see the fairies
And the magical mist of Fairy Land
Because he does he does he does he does
Such magical things every spring in the air
There goes the magic fairy
“Whew!,”
Into the magical mist so blue
See Barry the magic fairy
He’s naturally happy and gay
See him skip, see him frolic
Over the canary yellow bridge in May
Singing and skipping
And making his way
Throwing poppy petals
What can I say?
Magic, and mist, and playfulness
Promising wonderful journeys of bliss
Come on! come on! come on! come fly!
Let’s skate through the star dust into the night!
Oh such a spectacular sight!
Into the land of fairies and mist
See the magic of star dust and trip
Next thing I know
I hear a happy “Hello!,”
The magic green fairy did bid me to go
Leaping through oceans and twilight’s so blue
Playfully yelling, “TJ where are you?”
“Come crystal princess I bid you to play
Where colors are brilliant
And rainbows are high
And clouds taste like plum pudding pie
See the galaxies brilliant streak through haze
Of skies beaming poppies magical craze
Laced with stardust candy and honeydew mist
Tastes so dreamy, and so divine
Such mystical nectar, it’s simply sublime!“
Floating out into oceans of nowhere
Into a thousand miles of nothing I stare
Yet hearing a melody deep and rare
A man’s voice beckoned to me
“Lady of starlight come make haste
Your skin so rich, like velvety paste
Your breasts like coconuts of ivory silk
I want to drink of your paradise milk
I feel myself yawning
My eyes grow heavy
Soon I will sleep”
I can feel myself falling and floating deep
Falling and floating deeper I go
Into the nod of brilliant blue poppies I float
Tasting kisses of passion
And ocean dew mist
Floating, becoming, sensual bliss
In the land of magic, fairies, and mystic mist
Where I chased the dragon that I once kissed
He’s trolloping down the road
A skipping, whistling, prancing, stepping
Trolloping down the road
If ever there was a fairy, that was
Whistling, skipping, humming a buzz
He trollops, trollops, trollops, trollops
Trollops over the yellow bridge he does
He whistles, side steps, and he two steps
Carrying a tisket, doing a tasket
All the while prancing, singing, and sprinkling
His magic green mist into the air
He’s off to see the fairies
And the magical mist of Fairy Land
Because he does he does he does he does
Such magical things every spring in the air
There goes the magic fairy
“Whew!,”
Into the magical mist so blue
See Barry the magic fairy
He’s naturally happy and gay
See him skip, see him frolic
Over the canary yellow bridge in May
Singing and skipping
And making his way
Throwing poppy petals
What can I say?
Magic, and mist, and playfulness
Promising wonderful journeys of bliss
Come on! come on! come on! come fly!
Let’s skate through the star dust into the night!
Oh such a spectacular sight!
Into the land of fairies and mist
See the magic of star dust and trip
Next thing I know
I hear a happy “Hello!,”
The magic green fairy did bid me to go
Leaping through oceans and twilight’s so blue
Playfully yelling, “TJ where are you?”
“Come crystal princess I bid you to play
Where colors are brilliant
And rainbows are high
And clouds taste like plum pudding pie
See the galaxies brilliant streak through haze
Of skies beaming poppies magical craze
Laced with stardust candy and honeydew mist
Tastes so dreamy, and so divine
Such mystical nectar, it’s simply sublime!“
Floating out into oceans of nowhere
Into a thousand miles of nothing I stare
Yet hearing a melody deep and rare
A man’s voice beckoned to me
“Lady of starlight come make haste
Your skin so rich, like velvety paste
Your breasts like coconuts of ivory silk
I want to drink of your paradise milk
I feel myself yawning
My eyes grow heavy
Soon I will sleep”
I can feel myself falling and floating deep
Falling and floating deeper I go
Into the nod of brilliant blue poppies I float
Tasting kisses of passion
And ocean dew mist
Floating, becoming, sensual bliss
In the land of magic, fairies, and mystic mist
Where I chased the dragon that I once kissed
i really enjoyed being in this peice through the imagery...it was great...