The Fairies’ Origin Story<\/p>\n
God created Lucifer to be an angel bright
\nTo stand at his right hand and serve him day and night
\nBut Lucifer sought power; glory, worship, fame
\nTo be a god himself was this fiend\u2019s only aim
\nHe gathered angels to himself to worship him alone
\nAnd, for a time, it worked; seeds of dissent were sown
\nBut God called on Michael, Archangel of renown
\nTo battle Lucifer and bring the scoundrel down
\nThey fought for seven days and seven undying nights
\nBut Michael, he was able to put things all to rights
\nHe dragged Lucifer to the gates and threw him out the door
\nAnd Lucifer was never seen in heaven anymore
\nBut Michael, he neglected to shut and bolt the gate
\nBy the time he noticed his mistake, for some it was too late
\nFor the angels turned by Lucifer, began to follow him
\nAngels by the thousands, even tiny cherubim
\nTumbled through the pearly gates, to earth were falling fast
\nMichael had to shut the gates before all were lost at last
\nAnd when the big gates clanged the echoes did resound
\nAll angels falling were halted midflight on their way down
\nThey could not return to heaven, for God they had rejected
\nHad followed evil Lucifer and heaven had defected
\nSo each stayed where each had ended up on his descent to hell
\nIn the sky or on the earth, or under it to dwell
\nThose beneath the surface became the goblins and trolls
\nAnd elves and gnomes and brownies were in forests and on knolls
\nDryads were the ones in trees, Naiads in the pools
\nMermaids were beneath the waves, in oceans dark and cool
\nAnd in the air, both here and there, flitted spirits bright
\nThe nixies and the pixies, the fairies in their flight
\nThus the world was filled with the entire wee folk kingdom
\nAnd now you know, my darling child, from whence the fairies come<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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