Something is wrong, the arms are too long
And the face is too thin
Constantly leers, has pointed ears
And a wispy red beard

It isn't growing
Strange traits are showing
Ah dinnae ken
If it's a human
Is this a child?
Or something wild?
Deceitful, tricksy
Some impish pixie

Suckling on a human breast
For the hungry old Fae is the best
Unknowingly raise them up
Like some greedy hungry little pup
Drinking all of your milk dry
And still wanting more, out they will cry
For the Fae easy life gained
While your strength to fight is fully drained

A human child, Taken by the Fae
Slaves away all day
She cooks all their meals, cleans up their shit
Or else she gets hit

We don't grant wishes
Now scrub those dishes
We don't nurture
But we can torture
We can beat you
It's how we teach you
Sweet little dove dear
Don't look for love here

She lives on what's thrown away
To stay alive for another day
One day she will try escape
From this cruel unending life of rape
A life made so very stale
By dark monsters from a fairy tale
Hoping for a knife or wings
So she can soar up toward pretty things

Mother knows what she has to do
Throw that Fairy in a stew
She waits till she hears her snore
“I will not feed you anymore!”
Gets the fire nice and hot
Then shoves her in that iron pot
Fairy lets out a chilling scream
Child in the pot wakes up from dream

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