Pixie

I have a little pixie who comes to visit me

He delights in making mischief and is busy as can be.

He messes with my sew machine, thinks the tensions need some fixin’

And hides the needles clear inside their cushion, what a vixen!

He sets the flashlight upside down and leaves its button ‘on’

The batteries just hide their light until their power’s gone.

I know not why he feels the need for all his little prankin’,

But if I should catch the little sneak, he’ll get a right good spankin’!