This little Christmas Fairy woke by the light of the silvery moon when the crystalised cobwebs started to defrost. When the snail's trail thawed on the snowy post. When the spider's legs snapped free of the lacy doiley hanging She brushed her tiny teeth with a thistle head using minty sap from the spearmint her face was washed with a damp petal carefully cleaning her cheeks and polishing her nose. Her hair was raked with a holly leaf and windswept when the wind blows. Her dress was a clover head plonked on her hair and Santa approved. He was in rather a jolly mood he needed help of course with boarding the sleigh being a bit stuffed with mince pies and the odd glass of stout. well say odd meaning several. He beckoned the Fairy to assist he remembered his list of toys for the girls and the boys and the parents and himself. A clank by his feet reminded him to give the deers their boost an old ****** biscuit did the trick Dancer was in fact sick of the very idea. He rather fancied cheese to fill his tum Rudoph preferred sherry the more he drank the more merry he did not know why he did try once leaving it off but he developed a cough so went back on it the sleigh reversed slamming into the gear called first it sped off into the milky way for half the **** day it got to its drop with an abrupt stop a scream and a shout the toys popped out and off they went again speeding down a lane no speed no gain led by a reindeer that was scary a Santa and a Christmas Fairy.