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Cicely Mary Barker

The Ragged Robin Fairy


In wet marshy meadows
A tattered piper strays -
Ragged, ragged Robin;
On thin reeds he plays.

He asks for no payment;
He plays, for delight,
A tune for the fairies
To dance to, at night.

They nod and they whisper,
And say, looking wise,
"A princeling is Robin,
For all his disguise!"


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