You may be very ugly and freckledy and

small
And have a little stubby nose that's not a

nose at all ;
You may be bad at spelling and you may be

worse at sums,
You may have stupid fingers that your Nanna

says are thumbs,
And lots of things you look for you may

never, never find,
But if you love the fairies you don't mind.

You may be rather frightened when you read

of wolves and bears
Or when you pass the cupboard-place beneath

the attic stairs ;
You may not always like it when thunder

makes a noise
That seems so much, much bigger than little

girls and boys ;
You may feel rather lonely when you waken

in the night,
But if the fairies love you ifs all rigid.