10 September 2012
In a fae-packed room far up in the clouds,
A sunlight blanket covers the working crowds,
The ringing of metal on ice fills the still blue air,
In this sky-shop where snowflakes are prepared,
A bored and naughty fae makes two flakes the same,
But a shout makes her jump, the boss calls her name,
He waggles a fat fairy finger and says, "You cheat!"
"Next time you're fired, for they should all be unique!"
Snowflake Shop • Opuss № I