Come gather all countrymen
From far and near
I'll tell ye (!) a story ye might want to hear
There once was a lady
Whose ears had been told
That magic could turn certain things in to gold
Now said lady had apples
In bags, bowls and sink
So to find her some magic she followed this link
She picked and she washed
And she covered in water
To the sighs of her ever despairing daughter
Next she boiled all the apples and hung from a spoon
And slowly let drip by the light of the moon.
Well the next day came round
But the spell not yet done
She added some sugar and juice of this one
And well she was waiting for sugar to melt
She made up some reindeer
And hearts with some felt
The pan boiled away
Wafting smells up their noses
But still not complete
She crocheted some roses
After some time
Some boiling and skimming
And jars at the ready to welcome their filling
The magic complete
As in centuries old
The apples and sugar
Turned into GOLD!
So tootle me garters
And riddle me ree
That was the tale of my AL - CHE -MYYYYYYYYY!
Jane
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