Can that fairy place be found Where the rainbow touches ground? Will you tell me, driver, pray, Is it many miles away? Somewhere there must be a spot Shining like a coloured blot, Pink and purple, blue and green, Like a transformation scene. What must all the cattle think When the grass and flowers turn pink? Woolly sheep, what do you do When the daisied field shines blue? Happy must those children be, Who the rainbow's end can see, Who can play and dance and sing In the rainbow's shining ring!Birth sign: Scorpio
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