“I’m confused.” Zara said, and knitted her brow.
“Is this the witch you were speaking of just now?”
Dirk the gnome let out a long, lazy sigh.
“Well I guess the jig is up, must be time to say goodbye.”
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“Oh no!” Dirk cried. ”The witch - she has found me.”
But Little Zara Gergich could see only a fairy.
“Is that what you tell them?” The fairy did laugh.
“Good Lord you’re a liar and a blighter by half.”
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The gnome smiled wide and paint chipped from his lips.
So the girl puckered up, placing hands on his hips.
“Stop this!” Came a shout. ”You cheeky little gnome!
Don’t make me come over there are carry you home.”
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To say she was nervous would be a statement of fact.
Poor Zara Gergich - it was courage she lacked.
But she smiled as big and as bright as she could.
“Come on then Dirk, let us cure you for good!”
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“Now Miss Zara,” Dirk frowned, “to the problem at hand.
For the cure to my curse I have scoured this land.”
And all remedies have I tried, except one such as this:
From a beautiful lady, a magical kiss.”
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