"zize zuze zoze and zaze" by Michael pixie john

zize zuze zoze and zaze

zize is in love with a cherokee girl

her dark eyes melt his heart

zize is wondering

where her world

can be and where it starts 

zize hears mystic voices

calling from the land

rough and rawny

raggedy

winding path zig zaggedy

by faeriefields and elven fells

zize roams on in woodland dells

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zoze is in love with a gipsy girl

ravenhair and brown

with deep black eyes that shine all round

the streets in faerietown

zoze has lots of things he loves

herbs and hops and spice

and zoze so loves the gipsy girl

she is so very nice

zoze loves forest faeries

and he loves the elves

zoze loves sunrise dancers

and sunset ones as well

zoze loves minstrel music

zoze loves tinkling tunes

and all who play on the faerie way

at moonrise in the dunes

warm and sweet and romany

thats the way these things will be

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zuze is in love with the teashop girl

so busy with the cakes and buns

some are dreamy

chocolate creamy

some apple and cinnamon ones

zuze likes visiting teashops

and zuze likes soup

green pea

the teashop girl she looks at zuze

with twinkling eyes to see

zuze will think and think again

about his fond affection

the teashop is so very good

for fondu and confection

and the teashop girl is pretty as pie

friendly

elfin too 

hair tangerine  

and eyes quite green

and dressed in sapphire blue

the teashop girl is juniper

she walks in  beech bark shoes 

zuze so loves dear juniper

she will become his muse 

zuze would roam the cosmos

to find a faerie girl

whos sweet demure

wild for sure

and rare as turquoise pearl

zuze may wander

zuze may roam

from everywhere to here

dreams come true for travellers who

prevail and persevere

and zuze so  loves dear juniper

she once was a shepherdess

theyre making news

cos she likes zuze

and zuze likes her new dress

off they go to the festivals

dressed in rainbow hues

theyre out for fun

and everyone

loves juniper and loves zuze

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zaze he loves the dream that flows 

like thistlemilk and dew

and zephyr like

the way he goes

from room to room to room

when all the spaces coincide

and all the places too

sometimes being in 2 at once

is what zaze loves to do  

magic tales unfolding

a  new unravelling flow

intuition breathing

astral beacons glow

zaze remembers music

and zaze remembers dance

finding love and choosing

and following romance

zaze can see a faerie girl

dressed in green and red

with sequined satin sparkling

like stones from the stream bed

zaze appears 

like magic

in timeless moments when

his steps and hers

tread through the ferns

into the faerie glen

elven trails go twisting

and meander on and on

zaze walks through the faerie woods

where she and he belong

into zones quite golden

crimson jade and pearl

theres a turquoise sheen

and eyes bright green

of the faerie forest girl  

a child in these dimensions

a child born of the light

may wander in the shadows

of the neverending night

zaze walks on in woodland

by winding tumbling streams

in moonlit dance

of change and chance

the water falls and gleams

zaze loves the fair romanda

the crimson winged lass

her faerie mind

is so refined

and soft like faerie grass

romanda  hovers in the boughs

and sways among the leaves

sweet dance tunes from pixie pipes

float through the tattered trees

melodies from hollow reeds

with steps for faerie feet

sweet notes tumble

fall and rise 

as rhyme and rhythm meet

zaze knows the faerie promise

she will wait for him to come

and they will wander

on and on

and on to avalon             *

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