The little bronze faery

I am a little bronze faery

I sit  by the books

its a bit cold in here

the ASHP  looks

good on the outside

but inside its cold

i dont have thick clothes

not when I was sold

they thought I was going

to a nice heated place

but reality  proves

its a bloody disgrace

i cant see the TV

its because I am  too low

I can’t read the books either

so I don’t know

being a faery

with the salt stone lamps

the saline upsets me

it gives me the cramps

I yearn for more incense

its gloriously

spiced so remarkable

and you can see

i sit near the printer

and the crystal ball

throwing its diadems

over us all.