Roll up, roll up,
Come and join us down by ye olde craft shoppe!
Inside, inside,
For a magnanimous insight of delights!
Our doors open at dawn,
For you to wander in before we are gone,
We stop here and there,
To excite people with our wares.
There are potions, and lotions,
And sugar, and elixir,
Bottles of every conceivable emotion,
Laid out on dusty shelves of commotion.
There are soaps, and salves,
And beauty, and therapy,
Ointments to tease and excite,
Or to soothe or ignite.
Come and see our customers queue,
From hither and thither they come to view,
To touch and taste and sample
The shoppe's atmosphere, no preamble.
You will meet like minded souls,
Those who react to your own goals,
Yes, the cauldron is full of broth here,
Bubbling and brewing with froth, no fear!
Roll up, roll up,
Come and join us down by ye olde craft shoppe!
Inside, inside,
For a magnanimous insight of delights!
Do you taste something bitter?
Quench it with something less sinister!
Do you taste something sweet?
Disturb your pallet with something else to eat!
We have it all here, you see,
No matter what you seek to be,
We will have it for you, no word of a lie,
And if we haven't we will stock it next time.
So leave those cares at the door,
Come down and visit us, you won't be bored,
Join us for a journey of fun and real life,
Enter, and bring back that heavenly spice!
I thought I had lost it, long ago.
I thought I had lost it, long ago.
Pixie
